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Out of the Wind, In From the Cold by Ostentenacity
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
07 Nov 2020
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There are two bedrooms in the safehouse, and two beds.
For a moment, Jon considers asking to share, but decides against it with a wince. “I really loved you,” Martin had told him. Loved. Past tense. And Martin doesn’t exactly have a lot of choices right now in terms of company; it would be cruel to demand he play at feelings he no longer has just to make Jon happy.
(For a moment, Martin considers asking to share. But he dismisses the idea with a shake of his head. Jon has already done so much for him. Martin isn’t about to ask for more, especially not when it’s something he doesn’t really need. He has his right mind back, and he has Jon’s friendship. That should be enough for him. It’ll have to be.)
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Jon thinks that Martin doesn’t love him. Martin thinks that Jon doesn’t love him. They do not, of course, discuss this. Unrequited love is already awkward enough, right? No need to dwell on it.
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”After that it’s all a bit of a blur. I remember I was going to phone the police, but Timothy Hodge’s corpse was gone, and I was worried about trespassing, so I just sort of wandered away. Michael, or whatever it was, had gone as well. Eventually I found my way back to the Institute, where I must have woken up Martin and, well, here we are.”
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Martin gets woken up in the middle of the night. -
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“Jon,” says Daisy, and Jon quiets, dropping his chin and hunching his shoulders. Daisy sighs. “If you don’t want me to say anything, I’ll drop it,” she says, more gently. “But it’s not silly.”
Jon draws a deep breath, and then lets it out without speaking.
Daisy turns triumphantly towards Martin. “Will you hug him for me, please?”
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Daisy keeps asking Martin to hug Jon. Martin’s not sure why. (Not that he’s complaining, of course!)
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- Part 2 of the road home
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“I assume it’s her attempt at a—a, a varied diet? Eating your greens, you know?”
Jon can’t help a quiet laugh. “Probably. I’m sure it’ll work fine.” His hand drifts to one of the paper statements, though.
“I wonder what the tapes are,” says Martin absentmindedly, zipping up his jacket. “More of Gertrude’s statements, maybe?”
Jon’s brow furrows.
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Or: What if, instead of reading Jonah’s message, Jon had listened to Gertrude’s first?
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Martin stares at the diagram, even long after the class has moved on. He’d never thought, never even considered, that feelings might be, in some way, physical. Sure, on some level, he’d known that brains were real, corporeal things. But it somehow feels different, looking at a picture of a thought in motion, bubbling across the gap between one cell and the next, in tiny bits that he could see if he only had a microscope powerful enough.
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Martin, Jon, and assorted thoughts on the nature of love.