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But... You could now, right? You're old enough and you have a job.
Except for the part where he monitored my every move and no law enforcement would ever prosecute him, no matter what he did. [... like kidnap the people close to him.] I wasn't exaggerating back then, when I said I had nowhere to run from him.
[he shakes his head.]
It doesn't matter, anyway.
[he shakes his head.]
It doesn't matter, anyway.
[She looks troubled upon hearing that, but...]
It doesn't matter? What do you mean?
It doesn't matter? What do you mean?
... Well, it's a long story, but I wasn't going to go back to my world. He's just chasing after a ghost through me, so... it's better for both of us to cut our ties, really.
[he lets out a quiet scoff.]
Though if we don't win here, then I guess it really doesn't matter anymore.
[he lets out a quiet scoff.]
Though if we don't win here, then I guess it really doesn't matter anymore.
Oh. Well, I guess that's—
[She says that, but she doesn't get to finish the thought, because something else (cw for suicidal ideation) is coming through instead.]
[She says that, but she doesn't get to finish the thought, because something else (cw for suicidal ideation) is coming through instead.]
Edited 2020-06-30 04:13 (UTC)
[She closes her eyes for a second at the memory, before she remembers that he must have seen the same thing.]
...What are the chances you don't want to talk about that, ever?
...What are the chances you don't want to talk about that, ever?
...I don't have a role that's accidentally going to get somebody killed here, so no.
It does in this case. [...] I know how important it is to keep going, so it's fine.
[Her expression softens a little bit, though.]
...He is.
[Her expression softens a little bit, though.]
...He is.
Oh - yeah. Back in the town, we had break ins kind of the like the ones we have here, and his tongue got...
[She pantomimes a ripping motion with her hands. Yikes.]
[She pantomimes a ripping motion with her hands. Yikes.]
[It's harder to avoid people when she can't really go anywhere, but at least staying in her cabin provides some privacy. But... Well, of course it doesn't work too well against people who have a key. She's laying on her bed on the side that lets her look at the wall, so Belph won't be able to see her expression as he comes back in.
She doesn't say anything to him. The most reaction he gets is a brief glance to see who it is that's come in.]
She doesn't say anything to him. The most reaction he gets is a brief glance to see who it is that's come in.]
I don't care.
[Her voice is... well, even though she isn't looking at him, it'll be clear as soon as he hears it that she's been crying.]
What did you throw?
[Her voice is... well, even though she isn't looking at him, it'll be clear as soon as he hears it that she's been crying.]
What did you throw?
[She doesn't really want to deal with anything right now, honestly, so she pauses. Her voice still sounds thick, even if she's trying to focus on something else.]
What is it?
What is it?
Sounds annoying.
[She falls silent after that, though. She's not sure what else to say.]
[She falls silent after that, though. She's not sure what else to say.]
...It won't change anything.
[Her voice cracks a little bit.]
[Her voice cracks a little bit.]
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