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[ it's resigning, if nothing else. a cold splash of water that reminds him even if, by some miracle, everything manages to work out and he falls in love with a contestant and everything's great and neat and nice and wrapped up and perfect, it's-- transient. the very idea of Import My Heart being so popular amongst natives who don't have to deal with the dread of their lives being snatched away by the porter is a bit of a joke. he wonders why Peter decided to be a host, given the nature of the show and his experiences with love here.

it's hard, as ever, to feel like America is the only time he has before his death. so many people feel like their lives here aren't real. ]

Uh - dude?

[ but.

but he and peter sleep together all the time, which helps odin's insomnia. they wore complementary costumes to poe's party - they even dressed alike to fauxhalla's grand opening. he knows, at least, what his own feelings are; physical and subtle and easily pushed out of his mind now that they're on a busy island rather than isolated in peter's apartment. they're there, in any case, and his heart does this weird twinge when he thinks, hey, maybe this can happen twice.

he needs to say something, it's been quiet for too long. ]