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[ It takes a minute for Kate to figure out what he means, but only a minute. The initial 'what?' at so many parts of that is rapidly replaced by understanding, at least half thanks to Sirius. Except no thanks to Sirius. Or to Remus. No thanks to anybody. ]

And so of course you told Sirius all about it, too. Awesome, thanks so much. This is all just-- really great. I've always wanted to star in a psychic sex tape.

I didn't tell him all about it. Only that it happened, so he would know why I'm never going to come out of hiding. [ And some other things, but—besties. You know. ] I can probably have someone Obliviate me, honestly, so—I just wanted you to know so you could be careful.

[ She does know, and later will more or less understand, but she is also kind of mortified just at the moment and that is more easily handled as anger. ]

Yeah, right. Like you guys won't be laughing about it forever. How much did you get?

[ The accusation is totally unfair and she's not actually sure if she wants to know the answer to the question, or to have this conversation even if she does want to know, but she blurts it out anyway. ]

Not a lot.

[ He isn't very good at lies he hasn't rehearsed. It comes out nn—ot a lot. ]

So, everything. Awesome. Awesome.

[ This is the worst. ]

Yeah.

[ There is a silent beat where he is also thinking this is the worst. ]

Hopefully I'm the only one, though, right?

Hopefully. It'd be better if it was a stranger.

[ There's a long pause and a sigh, resigned. ]

We're going to have to just pretend this didn't happen.

All right. [ That sounds hard and more awkward than acknowledging it, but he knows it's worse for her than for him, so he'll try. ] Starting now?

I guess. [ More sighing, frustrated. ] I was having a good day before this, too.

[ But he already knew that. ]

Before what?

[ :D? ]

Want me to charm you some moving archery targets?

[ wait for it... ]

Yes.

[ Though that will presumably mean seeing each other, and so she almost backs out again as soon as she's agreed but whatever. WHATEVER. Nothing happened, everything is fine. ]

Gym in ten?

I'll be there.

[ In 11 or 12 or maybe 13, if she doesn't already know him well enough to know he's probably going to be late. But he will be there. And he won't say a word about the things that never happened, and his ears will only turn a little red. ]

[ And she will make eye contact so deliberately that it will be just as clear as if she'd avoided looking at him altogether that she doesn't want to do it. But she's gotten there enough minutes before him to have done some sprints and hung upside down a bit, the better to hide a blush.

Shooting requires a calm that at first is forced, but after a while she has relaxed enough to say: ]

I guess I could just stop having sex with her if she won't learn to control it.

[ She probably doesn't mean to say it with as much reluctance as she does. ]

You could.

[ He does mean to sound as skeptical as he does, and it only belatedly occurs to him like that might sound like Knowing Commentary on how much she was enjoying herself. He keeps talking to prevent the possibility from laying there between them too long, most of his focus on Kate's targets. ]

I'm not sure you can learn to control it. I thought I could, but I'm still—when it's too much to focus on keeping it in, it's. [ Talking awkwardly around his werewolf pain leaks is almost as bad as talking awkwardly around Kate's sex life. He gives up entirely and tries smiling instead. ] You could try making it less enjoyable for her.

[ It sounds exactly like Knowing Commentary and Kate gives him a Look that makes clear how much she appreciates that. Even less because it's sort of true. She could, obviously, but she doesn't want to.

She turns back to her targets, and is focused on hitting each one precisely in the center, too focused to've quite parsed his werewolf pain leak meaning before he's making that 'suggestion' and she barks a surprised but genuine laugh. ]

Does she seem to you like the kind of person who would take that lying down? Pun like, half-intended.

[ He doesn't laugh, but he does grin. This is better than they furious texting. Also better than trying to talk around the fact that it happened. ]

No, I suppose not.

[ He knocks one of the targets off course with a wand flick—not to be a dick, just to make it more of a challenge. ]

Why won't she learn?

[ Kate inhales like she's going to answer, but there's a target off-target and it requires a rapid-fire second arrow, since the first is going to end up just slightly off-center. And then a just-as-quick third, to make it symmetrical. She may be showing off. ]

She's a stubborn bitch? And her approach to things like this is more to just... angrily pretend that she doesn't care rather than admit that she doesn't know how to deal with them and might need to learn or need some help. I guess. I don't know. Sometimes I think I know how her mind works, but then I turn out to be wrong.

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