[he shrugs again, with the same forced casualness.]
I ran away once, when I was a kid. He didn't have to lift a finger for me to come crawling back, since I couldn't survive on the streets on my own. Pretty effective lesson.
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.
... 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.
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I ran away once, when I was a kid. He didn't have to lift a finger for me to come crawling back, since I couldn't survive on the streets on my own. Pretty effective lesson.
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[he shakes his head.]
It doesn't matter, anyway.
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It doesn't matter? What do you mean?
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[he lets out a quiet scoff.]
Though if we don't win here, then I guess it really doesn't matter anymore.
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[She says that, but she doesn't get to finish the thought, because something else (cw for suicidal ideation) is coming through instead.]
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well, he's not sure what to say to that.]
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...What are the chances you don't want to talk about that, ever?
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I won't press on what happened, but should I be concerned if I see you near the lake?
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[...]
Jason seems like a good guy.
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[Her expression softens a little bit, though.]
...He is.
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[belph is in no position to talk about this, though. well. anyway.]
Was something up with him then? He was, uh, kind of quiet.
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[She pantomimes a ripping motion with her hands. Yikes.]
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[smashcut to dick]