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[ Jack has gone back and forth between Keeliai and Tu Vishan several times, each more insistent than before, before returning to his suite to relay this message. He sticks to video because he's a little weary (mentally more than physically) and most of the people he knew needed to hear this news, he knew could see and hear him or the petite, jewel-toned faerie securely perched on his shoulder in the soft folds of his sweater's hood. The feed begins as he's still talking to her and it catches the last of his words and her soft chirping. ]

--et them know, Baby Tooth, just a minute.

[ Then he addresses the screen properly, keeping his voice level and steady. ]

I know everything's been a little crazy lately with... you know, that message--

--but I wanted to let people know, Finnick Odair has gone home. I've looked all over and neither I nor the Wind can't find him anywhere on Tu Vishan or in Sinbrilee. I'm sure he... would have said goodbye, if he'd been able. But I didn't want people to just be looking for him and not realize.

[ a beat and then, unable to think of anything more appropriate to add: ]

Sorry.

[ private to Traci & Korra ]

I'd like to keep the fishing business open, even if it'll have to move to a building not attached to his suite but... I think he'd have liked that, and I don't want you two to be out of jobs. I'll understand if you'd prefer not to, though. I know I've... never really been around it much for supposedly being half the ownership.

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Because you will never, ever deserve anything less.

[She has to tilt her head downward at that, hair hiding her face from view so he wouldn't see the tears threatening to well. It was just like the time he'd gotten the pendant for her. That he'd somehow managed to have made with her father's lullaby inside.]

You don't play fair.

I don't usually get complaints.

Well, you're getting one right now. A big one.

This is me, complaining.

Make sure you register it with HR.

[ He returned to his basket making and Baby Tooth, who'd been uncharacteristically silent through the exchange so as not to interrupt them, flitted off Zatanna's shoulder to the table again. ]

No way. Too much paperwork.

[Her eyes follow Baby Tooth's departure, wondering if she'd finally scared the poor little fairy off with her mess of an everything. But then, they fell upon the baskets Jack was making. Against her better judgement, she took a step closer in an attempt to get a better look.]

That's the same one from your Dream. [Which they were totally okay with talking about now, because she knew and he knew she knew, and somehow, they were still talking.] Is it for Baby Tooth?

Phenomenal cosmic powers, itty bitty phobia of colour-coded file tabs.

[ He nodded, reaching for another strip of felt-like material into the basket. ]

Mhm. They're the kind that Baby Tooth and her sisters sleep in at the Tooth Palace, apparently.

[It was a sign of her increasing maturity that she resisted from sticking her tongue out at him for the lame ~~Disney reference~~ mockery of what, to her, was the most serious of issues.]

Boys who went to school before they invented standardized testing have no right to judge.

[So there.]

...need some help?

Yeah but, my classroom size was probably like... 6. Tell me that's not individualized attention.

[ He shrugged a little. ]

Pull up a chair.

[She forewent the chair, clearing a small part of the tabletop to sit on directly, leaning against the back wall. It gave her a better view of what exactly Jack was doing, as well as offered the opportunity to actually look the boy in the eye.]

[The aura of awkward hadn't completely faded, however, and it took a moment of silence before she realized neither of them were saying anything.]

So...what should I do?

[ Jack nodded to the pair of scissors on the desk near where she sat. ]

There's a few more sheets of felt... can you cut them into strips for me? And kind of fray the edges, so they get that soft fuzzy stuff on the side.

[ He's definitely not planning on talking anymore about what happened. ]

[This time, she was in full agreement.]

These over here?

[She reached for the several square patches, placing them in her lap. The scissors were a little further out of her reach, so she had to lean over a ways to get them. Once she had everything she needed, however, she quietly began following his directions. Using the scissors to turn the squares into strips like the ones she saw on his table. The blade helped to fray the edges, too.]

Those are the ones.

[ Baby Tooth chirped expressively, motioning to them with her small hands as well. ]

Yeah, we went and picked them out from a Fire Sector shop.

[She glanced up at the sound of Baby Tooth's enthusiastic chirps, smiling.]

Well, if it was my bed you were making, I'd probably want to pick out the materials too.

I tried to tell her I could whip up the softest snowbank, she didn't go for that idea.

[ And the look Jack is getting is like the best lineface Ever. ]

[It was as if the last of the tension (ironically) melted away all at once; Zatanna burst out laughing with such an intensity that she actually doubled over. Something about that face. One such a cute, tiny little fairy. Directed at Jack. It was too funny]

I guess she's not much of a fan of brain-freeze.

I'll have you know that snowbanks are wonderful beds! You should make a magic spell that turns off the cold and try one out.

I prefer a regular, unfrozen mattress, thank you very much. With enough pillows to build a fort in.

Your loss!

What? Not a fan of pillow forts?

I thought Fun was supposed to be your Center, Mr. Spirit of Snowdays.

[And, for emphasis, she reaches over with one finger and pokes him right in the chest playfully.]

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They're too much of an indoor thing for me.

Indoors can be fun.

Yeah, I know they can. I was just saying, I'm more of an outside guy.

[Her smile faltered a little, and to cover it up, she turned her attention back to her assigned task. Jack was usually pretty good when it came to teasing. Trying new ideas. Especially when she through the "F" word around. (The good 'F' word.) The fact that he was being so insistent, however....]

Right. I knew that.

Forget I said anything.

The weather will be changing soon anyway, so I'm looking forward to that! Right Baby Tooth?

[ The faerie chirped, startled at being addressed mid-conversation. ]

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