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[He can't really be upset that she finds him easily to read. He's never been good at hiding how he feels or what he thinks. Maybe being such an outsider at home meant he never had to learn those skills like everyone else, maybe he was just an emotional child.

He doesn't look cross with her, just a little awed. And assured, now that she's saying she has her own reasons for it. It makes it feel less like he's responsible for pulling someone else down the wrong path and more like he's doing a service. Framing it like this could be helping people, it makes him feel almost proud of himself for bringing it up. Something to prove worth.]

I'll try to remember not to question the queen then. [He smiles, small and tight.] Thank you. I mean even if this is the smart thing for you to do and all. Just you know. Thanks.

[He clears his throat to move past the slight embarrassment of emotion.]

His creator is here. He doesn't seem to think things will get that bad again. I don't know if this new guy is connected to them.

[ (She'll wonder this later: whether or not she manipulated him in this moment, deliberately pulling his strings to get the outcome she desired.) ]

Are you certain it is someone new, and not simply this same Rinzler trying to avoid detection from his creator?

[ And just as important— ]

Who is his creator?

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This one speaks. [That's not much of an argument.] He's not behaving the same and I don't know why Rinzler would wait this long to pretend to be someone else. He's always been the direct type, you know? Attack first, not talk.

Alan. Tall, gray hair. [A pause.] Human.

[ Oh, Randac help her— ]

Ah. Of course. This is a thing humans like to do. Create something they cannot control without considering the consequences, and then let it run amok.

[ If they had all day Medusa could not even begin to list all the times she's seen this happen. It is that common. If she were a less controlled woman, she would be rolling her eyes so hard they fall out her skull.

As it stands, she sure sounds like someone's dog just took a shit right there on her carpet in front of her. The high-class version of that. ]

The sheer arrogance of it might be amusing if it were not constantly intruding on everyone else's lives. What did his creator say he intended to do about this?

Have humans done a lot of that where you're from? It's not the first time I've seen something like it, people making dangerous robots. Back home they had these Sentinels-

[He cuts himself off, shakes his head. That's not worth getting into now.

He frowns at the expression on her face, worried he's said something out of turn. Worried what he's about to bring down on Alan.]

He thinks things are over. He doesn't think anything else needs to be done. Not after we all got reamed the last time we tried something.

Sentinels, yes, among others. It is not just robots.

[ But truly that's a conversation for another time. They don't need Medusa to sit there and list all the ways in which humanity has built things that made trouble for the Others among them.

But he should have more faith in Medusa. There's been no direct strike against her or against Inhumanity, so there's no cause for her to lose her temper and act rashly. Especially not here, with no support from her family or her kingdom. She can't afford to overplay her hand here. ]

"We" being— you and he? In an attempt against this Rinzler?

[His interest is peaked. But he files it away for later -and he will find time to ask later- because there's a bigger explanation to get to.

Peter looks a little ashamed. The great thing about the constant arrival of new people is that it meant there were so many who didn't know about some of the stupider things he's done since he was brought her. He doesn't want to taint anyone's good impression of him with what he's done.

But he won't lie about this.]

Yes. Me, Alan and someone who's not here anymore. It was more than one attempt, actually. [He hesitates and then barrels forward, looking anywhere but at her.] I tried to kill him. And then all of us, we tried to reprogram him.

[ There's not so much as a flicker on Medusa's face, or even a stir in the depths of her hair. She's ordered millions to their death. She's ripped out the heart of her husband's kidnappers, skewered people on her hair, and never lost a night's sleep. There is no judgment here. ]

Those are solutions. [ One long strands of hair uncurls over her shoulder and laces across his own, a brief reassuring touch to draw his attention back to her. ] I can see that it did not work, but you attempted to address the problem. Who was the other party involved? And if you cannot kill him, and cannot reprogram him, can he be reasoned with?

[The touch, as strange as it is, does it's job. He looks back up to her, searching her face for any hint she's disgusted with him, that she's as angry as everyone else had been when his plans had first come to light. He finds nothing judgmental and it relaxes him.]

It was Alice. [Because she's no longer here for anyone to harm over what happened and because he thinks Medusa won't think ill of her for it.] We've tried that, I guess. Pretty sure the reprogramming attempt kind of freaked him out. We talked after that, sort of, recently actually. [They fought, actually, but Peter's not so much as told Wanda about that yet.] He keeps saying I was wrong and everyone seems to think everything will be okay if I just stay away.

[Peter doesn't sound like he believes that.]

Alice.

[ The hair around them jerks inwards slightly, a sudden jolt of thought. ]

I remember Alice.

[ And then it moves into ripples once more, as Medusa pushes the sudden negative emotion down. The disappointment that the one person she'd remotely liked had disappeared by the time she came back. ]

It is unsurprising that he believes you are wrong. To his perspective, he is a person. You attempted to fundamentally alter his being. [ Again, no judgment. Medusa is comfortable with moral ambiguity. Or outright immorality, when necessary. ] Still, a wrong does not excuse another wrong. What you did does not erase what he has done. And now you think...he is following you again?

[He eyes the movement of red.]

Hopefully well. She was great.

[And one of the people he missed the most around the Moira. He doesn't know whether he's glad she missed the fallout of their misadventures or still wishes she'd been there to deal with them with him.]

He came back after me, a while after it. Enough time that I guess he'd been planning it. He acts like it's over now, after he got the last word in. [After he'd gotten the last hit in, more like it.] But I don't know how much I trust that. Look, I don't want another fight with him. I don't want to be sitting in the cells again over him. But I don't want to be stupid and think that it's not a possibility either.

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