PC: HARROW

[headmt]

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[bonetiddies]

That, I think I can resolve on my own.

[Following him! She has nothing better to do.]

[headmt]

You can practice with the steak! Meat like that doesn’t come along for free often!

[It’s not like he can really cook much either.]

Anyway. I showed you mine. Yours?

[bonetiddies]

My. . . oh. What I'm competing for, you mean?

[She frowns, like she's thinking it over.]

[headmt]

That’s right.

[When she frowns and pauses he doesn’t really react, just keeps walkin’ towards the kitchen.]

[bonetiddies]

[She immediately looks around, like she's trying to make sure they're alone, but. She did ask him, so it's his right to ask.]

The truth is, I've no idea.

[Hmm.]

I recall agreeing to come here, but what it was I agreed for I couldn't say.

[headmt]

[Hm! Awkward. Must be terrible to have brain problems where you just don’t remember shit.]

That could certainly make things complicated.

[Don’t sound so casual about it.]

[bonetiddies]

If it was important enough to agree, knowing how suspicious the offer was, then all I can do is trust myself and the decision I once made.

[But as she says this, she raises her hand to her temple and stops walking, suddenly a little dizzy and disoriented as a wave of illness washes over her. She takes a moment to collect herself before she speaks again.]

I find it's best not to dwell on it. There are certain things better left uninterrogated.

[headmt]

[Very concerned, suddenly when she does that little move? It’s.

Well it’s not an action he’s totally unfamiliar with himself. Maybe making a wild assumption or two. Coming over immediately, hovering in case she looks any worse.]

Woah there, easy does it. You alright?

[And then when she seems to collect herself, he’ll back off.]

On that, I don’t think we could possibly agree more.

[bonetiddies]

I'm fine.

[She doesn't get worse, and she holds out a hand to stop him from coming any closer; after a moment, she's steady again.]

[headmt]

Right.

[ Okay tiny grump. Reaching to pat her on the shoulder quickly before he gets smacked, and then continuing off!!]

At the very least, it could be a clean start. Nothing wrong with that either.

[bonetiddies]

[She flinches awkwardly like he was planning to attack her! What a weirdo. But she will just continue to follow after him like a dumb little goth dork.]

I suppose. I'm not sure anything about this will be clean.