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[mycrosstobear]

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


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[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.]