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[mycrosstobear]

"...This is Wolfwood. Leave a message, I guess."


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[mycrosstobear]

[He misses Livio. He misses the girls. He misses Aunt Melanie and the kids at the orphanage. He misses Vash. He misses everyone, as hard as he tries not to think of it as month after month passes without the Porter bringing in any of them.

But he'd known what he was doing. He just...knows that somewhere different, now.]

Yeah. [This conversation is a lot. And a lot about him, drawing words out heavily. He tries to sound more casual.] Don't you have people you miss from your world?

[adamantlyardent]

[with a slight falter:] O-of course! Of course... [anxiously, her grip on the rail relaxes, then tightens again after drumming her fingers a bit.]

Only... I guess...

I don't think they miss me. Or...would, if they knew.

[a beat.

hastily shaking her head:] But that's an...entirely different conversation, isn't it? Gods, and, like. A miserable one at that. So let's not go there. Sorry. Look--I--

[she looks up, stuck for words for a moment.]

...Sorry. For being nosy. I'll stop.

[mycrosstobear]

[He knows better than to be nosy in turn. He really does. Drop it, move on with whatever normal (or "normal") things that come up instead.

She's really been lonely, hasn't she?]

...I bet they'd miss you more than you think.

[adamantlyardent]

[in a scoff:] You don't know them. But whatever! [she lifts her hands, shaking her head.] Enough, enough of that! I, like--Um. I have to get to work now. Sorry. I'lllll...I mean, we'll chat later. Okay? Okay. Bye!

[she gets up and scurries inside, closing the door behind her.]

[mycrosstobear]

[He has his mouth open to make some mild comment about how certain people can surprise you, but then she's gone.

Well. That sure was a conversation. Not one he expected, but...not actually one he feels bad about.]