2020-05-19 - Spell it Out

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Hey, conejito. Wanted to talk to you about the other day

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : I might have over-reacted. A little. Admittedly.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Maybe a little. doesn't change the fact that I should've probably told you about him.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : It wasn't about you not telling me about him, Dad, that isn't any of my business unless you were sneaking around on Itzhak. Even then it's probably not, but he's my best friend so that's how that goes. It's that you didn't tell someone you have been in a 27 year on and off relationship with, and are clearly 'on' again, that I existed. It felt like you were ashamed of me, or hiding me. I know you are a private person but it made me feel...horrible.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : It's not.. fuck, it's not like that.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Then explain it to me? From your perspective? We need to communicate here.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Cavanaugh and I have never been good for one another. Never. He's not someone I've ever told shit like that to. I'm not someone he's told shit to, either. We're not LIKE that.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Then why are you with him? It sounds epically unhealthy for you, Dad. It sounds like you're setting yourself up to be hurt. Or to get Itzy hurt which will hurt you.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : God, you're not even old enough to understand this.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : And I'm doing my level fucking best not to get Itzhak hurt.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : I'm 25, not five. And in this case, it's not the years, it's the mileage. It sounds like you're aware of the issues here. You just need to figure out what you are going to do about the issues. Either you need to accept that you need Cavanaugh in your life, in which case he does need to know about things like me existing, or you need to accept that you're bad for each other and move on. If you keep going back to him, I think it's probably the former.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : And if this dude DOES hurt you or Itzhak? I'm setting his boat on fire. Just sayin.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Look, I was serious about us going for coffee together. You up for it, some time soon?

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Yeah, I should at least get to know the guy a bit, if he's in your lives, right? I'll try not to be the overprotective mystery lovechild. 😉

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Did you just fucking winky face me

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : I totally did.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : You'd better not fucking embarrass me either. Also I, uh. May be doing something slightly dangerous soon. You should probably know. More than the usual dangerous.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Dad, not quite sure I know enough about you to embarrass you to someone who you've been schtupping for a quarter century. Might worry more about HIM telling me embarrassing shit. Like you've been schtupping him for longer than I've been alive. What are you going to be doing? Do you need me for backup?

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Oh my fucking god I have not been schtupping him for a quarter century, where did you even get that ridiculous word. And no. I don't want you anywhere near this place.

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Blazing Saddles. If you have not seen that movie, we are having a movie night. He said he'd known you for like a million years, or maybe 27. I don't like the idea of you going someplace dangerous alone. You have people going with you at least?

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : I'm not going alone. Roen and Alexander and a few others are going with me. I just wanted to let you know that.. well. Do I need to spell it out?

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Probably. So I can look at it over and over again when I visit your grave from doing something stupid with my other Dad that'll get you both killed, without me as backup, since I'm like, way better at this Veil shit than you are.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Better at this veil shit, huh. What makes you think that, conejito?

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : I burned down Murray House. I've healed Utah Raptors. And I'm pretty sure I can't die until the Harpy gets her way. Also I've been studying things.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : I don't doubt any of that. Apple doesn't fall far from the fucking tree. But do you have any idea how much Veil shit has tried to fuck me up?

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : You do realize I was born in this town and lived my entire life here, right?

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : God, you don't fucking say

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : So yeah, I know how the Veil tries to fuck people up. But I survived, so far. But anyway, spell it out.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : No, it's a figure of fucking speech. I say, do I need to spell it out, and you say no.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : God, I'm talking about the fact that I might die. Jesus Christ

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Look at you! Using your words! You can communicate after all, Dad! But seriously, be careful. I'm not interested in losing you so soon after finding you, ok?

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : You're absolutely impossible

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Apple. Tree. Yadda yadda.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Okay, coffee soon, yeah? And you'll promise to be nice to him?

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : I'll be polite. Nice will depend on how he acts.

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Fair enough

(TXT to Finch) Ruiz : Talk soon then. Say hello to de Santos for me

(TXT to Ruiz) Finch : Will do. His being good about doing his PT but I worry. We'll talk about that another time though.