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There was a piano. Jack was giving it a whole bunch of sour looks as she came in and caught the keys. "Is Northman having some sort of fucking emotional crisis, Tiny?" Tiny went a bit pokerfaced and shrugged. He wasn't dumb enough to answer that - ever. "I mean, for fucksake, have we scared off that many DJ's that we have to get someone in here to pick out 'Chopsticks' for the crowd? People come here to drink and shake their shit and find someone to hook up with, if he turns it into some slow piano jazz bar with a bunch of Barry Manilow bullshit, I'm out."

Tiny gave her an incredibly pointed look. "It's easier to yell at DJ's, asshole!" she answered, "I'm not personally insulting their fuckin' life skills when I tell them they suck!" .... You kind of were, Jack.

She went in to do inventory, shoved it in the till with 'What the fuck? Piano?' on it and then.. went over to the piano and began absently playing a piece of music. Tiny's jaw dropped. "What?" Jack demanded, "I stole a piano once!"

She'd done no such thing. Liara had taught her. Jack could also play 'Chopsticks' but .. she liked this better.

And now she missed Liara. Great.

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"Yeah, Jack, I did," Kaidan pointed out, "The comm was open. He screamed when the Reaper died. That wasn't on you. That wasn't you."

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"The fuck it wasn't," Jack just repeated. "That's me, Kaidan. That part? It ain't never gonna change. It can't. I can fucking live with it. Ain't nobody else gotta. Not ever."

"You controlled the situation, Jack," Kaidan pointed out, "It wasn't you, but even so, you took control of yourself. You wouldn't have, before."

After a minute he shook his head. "You didn't hurt Kanan, Jack. The contact with the Reapers hurt him. I was there while he recovered. He was about on par with me, and you sure as hell didn't hurt me. Battle stress," he shrugged, "Totally normal. He dealt with it."

"Yeah?" Jack asked bitterly, "How'd that go? How much medigel did you have to pump into him?"

"None," Kaidan said pointedly, "It was textbook battle stress. That doesn't need medigel."

"No, it needs about a liter of good strong grain alcohol, loud music and a whole lot of other shit he don't do," she glared, "Not like you could take him out clubbing, Kaidan."

"Didn't take him clubbing," Kaidan confirmed, rolling his eyes, "Like I'd go clubbing? Too many lights, too much noise. I made sure he got enough sleep, and he was fine in the morning. As fine as any of us were, anyway. You've seen him since, Jack. He's doing okay." He shrugged and sipped his soda, "You'd know if he wasn't."

"Yeah, that's true enough," Jack admitted grudgingly, "Still." She shot him a look, "I'm surprised you slept."

Kaidan shrugged, "I slept. Had to, if I'd stayed awake, the hamster wheeling my brain would've been doing would've kept him awake, and he needed the rest."

"Shit," Jack snorted, "That fucking works I should throw him in your apartment once a week."

Kaidan took another very calm drink of soda before answering. Then he called up his Omni and just casually ran a medical scan on Jack.

"Huh. Temperature's perfectly normal. Thought maybe you had a fever, offering to let someone else stay in your room like that."

Jack shot him a look. "Who says I would? I'd throw him in yours. Then you couldn't even pretend it wasn't buggin' him. Your bed's big enough for half a regiment, not like his skinny Jedi ass won't fit."

Kaidan took another drink of his soda and shrugged, "Unlike some people, he doesn't stick his icecube feet on me in the middle of the night. Still don't think this is very fair to him, though."

"He worries about you too," Jack said pointedly, "Pretty sure he'd if I so much's mentioned it, he'd camp out in your place on his own. Sit on you, pin you down, give you his best serious Jedi face until you submitted to sleep."

Just gonna. Drink the soda.

"That's not a real good way to get me to sleep," he noted, "Besides. I sleep enough."

"Like hell you do," Jack grouched at him, "I've been around you after missions too fucking long to believe that bullshit."

Kaidan shrugged, "This one was ugly, but it got less ugly, and now I've got some downtime before they need me for anything else. I'll be fine, Jack. Always am."

"You're always an asshole, is what you always are," Jack glowered.

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