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!log/thread/narrative, marvel (comics): miguel o'hara, once upon a time: ruby lucas

"Did you send a message to Ruby?"

Miguel had arranged to meet this new version of Ruby at Coffee Green about five minutes ago, to go over his Ruby's history and work out what differences there were between them. And then, just as he'd been clearing up at MIST and getting ready to leave, one of his personal projects (hybrid flowers for their... okay, currently his and Abra's future garden) took a knock and he had to spend about ten minutes cleaning up and repotting the seedlings after making sure they weren't damaged. But Lyla had sent a text explaining the short delay, right? Hadn't she?

A while back, he'd noticed how Steven and Marc used ear bud things to talk, and it looked like they were just on a call with someone, so Miguel had started doing something similar when he wanted to talk to Lyla in public, and the locals wouldn't think he was shocked in the head for talking to thin air. So as he jogged up to the front door of Coffee Green, with soil under his fingernails and his bag held tight against his chest, that's what he was doing.

"Lyla, di-"

"Of course I did," she replied, soft enough that only Miguel and sometimes his Ruby could hear, "I sent it while you were scanning the seedlings. But she may not have read it yet. You know how retro these cell phones are."

"I do, yeah, but even they know when a message has been read," he pointed out as he held the door open for someone going outside, and then went into the shop. "I just don't want her thinking I'd bailed. I wouldn't do that, even if she's not my Ruby."

"Well, why don't you ask her if she's read the message yourself?"

"Huh?"