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Caritas, Sunday

The weirdness had, yet again, skipped Jake.

He was honestly at the point where his relief at being skipped over by these things actually looped around full circle until he was worried that this meant Fandom had something big planned for him, eventually.

It's a good thing he worked in a bar, because Jake's method of dealing with this sort of sense of foreboding was to drink. Heavily.

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Momoko's jaw actually dropped.

Well, Jaime. You broke Momoko; good job!

"You... dated?"

Jaime smiled a bit self-consciously. "Yeah. I can't believe it myself sometimes."

His grin widened a bit. "You're way out of my league."

"No. I mean, you're not. I don't even think that's possible. Jaime... You're really good looking, and super nice and caring and sweet, but," Momoko shook her head, sinking into her seat as she tried to wrap her mind around this new concept. "Sorry. It's not anything to do with you... it's just, we've been friends for so long. And close friends, sure. But I never really ever saw you that way."

It was funny how much that hurt, even though he knew that she was from another world. "No need to be sorry," he said, managing to keep his grin. "Different worlds, and all that."

"Very different worlds." And Momoko found she was wishing she had more to drink, which was a very bad thing and she knew it; this world was definitely affecting her. She sat back and smiled weakly at him. "I guess that explains why you were so worried about me... her. Us."

"Sorry. I'm told you'll get her back after the weekend."

"Hey, she can take care of herself, wherever she is." Jaime shrugged a bit awkwardly. "And I suspect I'd be as worried anyway." He grinned. "Your Jaime would be, right?"

"Hmm." She had to think about that. "He doesn't worry about me as much as he's always concerned about me? And sometimes he worries. Does that make sense? He's been with me through almost every horrible point in my life, so he's seen me at my lowest. He knows when not to actively worry, I guess?"

"He trusts you to handle yourself, huh?" Smart of him.

"Well," she grinned at him. "He doesn't really have a choice, you know. We do live in separate worlds, now. He has his own life, too. School, friends, family, work..."

"I doubt that'd stop him from worrying if he really wanted to," Jaime snickered.

"You realize that means he doesn't want to?" Momoko tsked at him, amused.

"Like I said," Jaime said, not missing a beat, "he trusts you to handle yourself."

"And the fact that you're here, worrying over your Momoko means...?"

"That I like worrying?"

Momoko laughed freely at that. "You win!" She raised her hands in surrender. "I give in. You win. Let's have some food and another round, and you can tell me all about his other Momoko. I want to know what I missed out on!"

Jaime laughed. "It's a deal as long as you dish on this other Jaime."

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