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[youcouldbeagod]

Sassy. I like it.

It's okay, you know.
That you didn't get on with him.
All the Greats have Daddy Issues.

[hypoxic]

So pleased to have your approval.

[He punctuates his sentence by slamming heavy metal framing together.]

Are you quite done?

[youcouldbeagod]

I have nothing but TIME, Fitz.

I'm NEVER done.

[There's a short lull, before he adds.]

Push him harder tomorrow.
He's not giving it his all.
He's still letting his fear of himself block his full potential.

[hypoxic]

[...What. He stares at the note, finally giving it his full attention.]

I won't push anyone to do anything. Especially not at the behest of some graffiti.

[youcouldbeagod]

Oh.

I thought you wanted Cisco to actually help you get out of dodge.

My mistake.

[hypoxic]

[Is that what this is about? His eyes narrow.]

He has been an invaluable ally.

[youcouldbeagod]

Maybe.

But he's holding back.
I don't think his heart's in it like yours is.

[hypoxic]

Then it's quite fortunate that I don't value your opinion.

[youcouldbeagod]

I'm just saying.
You want your little experiment to work, you might wanna make sure your friend isn't ensuring it's failure.

[hypoxic]

[Even the mirrors are heckling him now. It's just a bit more pressure, another spark too close to kindling.]

I've had enough of this!

[The message has come on the edge of chrome plating. He tears the strip off of the unit he's building and hurls it across the room. Like a mature adult with reasonable coping skills.]