At the Longfellow bunker, The Tombs; New London, Britannia:
Fiona (to Luc): Stop your pouting, fluffy lad. Come at me again. How am I to know what you can teach if I don't know what you can do? Aren't ya itching by now to prove you can take me in a fair fight?
Luc (to Fiona): ... Is this some sort of revenge for the other night with Mister Fox? I've already told you that it wasn't my fault. Wait... I'm supposed to teach... children? They're like little monkeys.
Fiona (to Luc): Of course they are! Why else would they require instruction? Come on! Don't worry about the children, boy. Shout at them loud enough, and they'll mind. Pick up your defense there! I could have gutted you five times over.
Luc (to Fiona): Sorry... I was distracted by a personal matter. I'll do better this round.
Fiona (to Luc): Were you now? And what kind of personal matter would distract you from almost getting your head taken off?
Luc (to Fiona): Heh. My best friend is pissed at me… I'm not sure you want to hear about my troubles. Let's just spar.
Fiona (to Luc): Awww. Poor wee babe. Would you like me to get you a bottle to go with all that crying you're doing?
Luc (to Fiona): ... I'll fucking show you crying.
Fiona (to Luc): Ha ha ha! That was very nearly good, fluffy lad. Where has all this fire been all this time?
Luc (to Fiona): Probably laying low since that kind of thing attracted Mister Carver's attention.
Fiona (to Luc): Heh heh. That's no doubt true. And, I'm sure I'm nothing like Mr. Carver, so let's see what that bit of fire can accomplish.
Luc (to Fiona): ... Heh. Are you flirting with me, Miss McGillivray? ;-P
Fiona (to Luc): Heh heh. Are my pants off? Then I shouldn't think so.
Luc (to Fiona): Well, that's good because I'm not sure my parents would be very happy about that sort of thing... After all, you are a good deal older than me. ;-P
Fiona (to Luc): HA! I am. That's why I know better than to smash my bits up against yours. You hardly know how to use your tackle. I'm not willing to do THAT kind of teaching.
Luc (to Fiona): ... That is a terrifying thought.
Fiona (to Luc): It should be. I'd most likely kill you. Heh... If you're trying to upset me, you'll have to try harder.
Luc (to Fiona): ... I've been sleeping with one of the clones of my adopted sister who is also the clone of my adopted aunt. And, I think I might be in love with her... Does that work?
Fiona (to Luc): Awww. Poor lamb. Isn't it awful to be you? En your guarde, Luc!
Luc (to Fiona): Heh. It was worth a try.
Fiona (to Luc): Heh heh heh. So what? You love a girl you're not sure you supposed to? Good for you!
Luc (to Fiona): No, I was just trying to distract you, so you would drop your guard.
Fiona (to Luc): What would you have in common with that Proper Girl, eh? Oops. Nearly got me there... Wouldn't have said it if you weren't thinking about it, would you?
Luc (to Fiona): ... Proper girl? Who the hell is that?
Fiona (to Luc): Your "friend." Whoever it is you've got your knickers in a bunch over. The girl you think you're supposed to fall for, but you didn't. Did you?
Luc (to Fiona): I don't know about supposed to... Why am I talking to you about this? You hardly give a shit.
Fiona (to Luc): The fact that I don't, is why you're taking to me, isn't it? ... Heh heh. You've given me an opening into your head, lad. That isn't smart. Heh... But, don't worry. I'm not looking to break you. Lemme give you a hand up.
Luc (to Fiona): Thanks... I don't usually babble like that. I'm clearly unfocused.
Fiona (to Luc): Doesn't prove a thing other than that you're human, pretty boy... Ha ha ha! No need to look offended by that fact.
Luc (to Fiona): Sorry. Maladori wasn't big on folks acting human. It's why she always kept automatons around.
Fiona (to Luc): I'll bet. If she didn't bleed like a bloody human, I would suspect she's an automation herself. Ha ha ha! Stop your stewing, lovely, and come along. You're hardly the only one with a sad story to tell. Time for a drink!
Luc (to Fiona): Heh... A drink would be perfect. Did you figure out what I should teach?
Fiona (to Luc): Might have a few ideas.
