Re: [declan and clementine, marvel]
[Clementine, she'd demolished a whole lot of things for herself along the way, and she'd ended up right smack in the middle of them all the same. Wasn't deliberate, and she'd tried real hard not to be what her momma or daddy wanted from her. Instead, she'd gone and crafted some living that wasn't for herself at all, and she was just now learning how that whole business was done. No Murphy machination, no Sunday suitors her momma would approve of, and no career behind some camera and looking pretty. She was getting on in years now, was Clementine, and no point trying to be things for folks who weren't here neither. It was that dreaming that had driven it on home, the fact that she had no home, that she wasn't a thing for her ownself, and she was changing that a little more every day with her waking.]
Never knew you for scared, Dec. [She sounded like summer teasing, like she had young when she tried to goad him. Declan, he wasn't easy for goading, but that never did keep Clementine from trying. Like now, when she wanted to know what all them thoughts crossing his pretty face were, and she waited some, song switching to Bonnie Rait singing about not being able to make a man love her any. Clementine didn't know a thing about Declan's marrying, but explaining that might lead to her daddy, dead in her bed and his face smashed right in, and she didn't want that neither. So, she just waited some.
And it paid off. She looked at him real surprised, and there was no doubt she hadn't known about that marriage.] I want to know about her. You go on and tell me who convinced you to go wedding and bedding. [Declan, she didn't take him for a romantic, but she reckoned she might be wrong about a lot of things. They'd still been growing last they saw each other, after all.]
Alexander already tried killing me. Think it's bad form to try to kill someone twice, even for a Murphy. [She put her empty coffee cup down, and her expression made it real clear she wasn't funning, not even a little.]