“…right.” Dyllan heaved a sigh and rolled his eyes. “See, this is why I never talk to you.”
“Did I ask for your opinion?” Andie narrowed her eyes. “No, I did not. Because so far the only thing your opinions have accomplished is turning this mindscape into a roiling mess of rubble and hate-goo.”
“M’kay.” Dyllan stood up. “This conversation is over.” He turned around, threw up his right hand and flicked out his middle finger. “Do the world a favor and fling yourself into traffic as soon as you wake up.”
With that, Dyllan stormed off into the foggy shadows that surrounded the dreamwalkers in what would have been a very tense and dramatic moment - had it not been shortly followed by the unmistakable sound of someone walking face first into a wall. “FUCKER!”
Andie found this deeply amusing.
“FINE!” Dyllan stormed back into view. “OKAY.” He hoisted up his ego. “FUCK!” He hurled his ego at Andie and plonked himself back down on the ground. “WHATEVER. JUST… Just do your thing and leave, okay? Today’s been an awful punchline to the sadistic joke that is my life, and it’s miserable enough without you in it.”
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“I will, thank you.” Andie propped Dyllan’s ego upright and cleared her throat. “Now, as much as you two hate each other, the fact of the matter is that you work well together. In any and all ways, you are better than the sum of your parts.”
Dyllan’s jaw dropped as he stared at Andie in disbelief. She ignored him.
“As Cedric said earlier, ‘for all your anger, you direct almost all of it at yourself.’ In other words, your Rage isn’t some monstrous storm that tears through your surroundings like you play it up to be - it’s an inner burning dissatisfaction.” Andie pushed her posture slightly more upright than usual and put on a facial expression that was somehow even smugger than her usual. Not an easy feat. “It’s barely even anger at all. It’s more like an intense drive to fix things, to right wrongs. You just didn’t know what to do with it.”
“…I changed my mind.” Dyllan shot upright and lunged at Andie, grabbing her by the collar. “Leave.” He growled. “Now.”