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[priscilla]

No, I just... there was something I had to-- well, anyway. Everyone is entitled to a little time off, right?

[redknives]

I guess so, yeah. But you could probably find somewhere less embarrassing to spend it, y'know?

[priscilla]

I wasn't embarrassed. There isn't anything wrong with a bit of charity.

[A pause... and then she goes a little quiet.]

...but I don't want to talk about that.

[redknives]

I didn't mean the charity part.

But all right, if you don't wanna talk about that. I don't really want to either. You got somethin' else on your mind?

[priscilla]

Not really.

I was just thinking about you. So I thought I'd say hello.

[redknives]

...So you did have something on your mind.

[Teasing. A little.]

Checkin' to make sure I didn't vanish or anything, huh?

[priscilla]

Well! I guess... if you count as something.

...how have you been?

[redknives]

If? Why the hell wouldn't I count?

[...]

Anyway, I'm... just fine. Settlin' in all right, you know. No doing anything too stupid. Just waitin' for the next fuckin' monster attack or whatever the hell's coming up.

[priscilla]

Because... because.

Anyway!

Maybe more rats?

[redknives]

Because isn't a-- never mind.

More rats? Hell, I hope not. They were pretty annoying, and way too small to have a good fight with.

Plus they got guns. That's cheating.

[priscilla]

But you have a gun too.

[redknives]

Well... yeah! But that's only for special circumstances. I wouldn't use that thing in a real fight unless I had to.

I don't like usin' regular weapons. They ain't as reliable as what I got.

[priscilla]

Yes, I... remember you said something like that. A few times. While making fun of my sword.

[redknives]

[If she could see him, he would be shrugging.]

Well it is kinda old-fashioned where I'm from. And it's... pretty big for a little thing like you.

[priscilla]

...I'm not that little. Dietrich is shorter than I am, and... Clare was... around the same height and...

[redknives]

...

Well in that case I guess it'd look even dumber on them, huh? Maybe if you all lined up we could tell who looks the worst with a sword. What do you think?

[priscilla]

...what? None of us look.. it doesn't have anything to do with looks anyway, why are we even talking about that?

[redknives]

Hey, you brought it up.

[Sort of. Not really. But anyway!]

I'm just sayin' that something that big is a little impractical, that's all. At least you can't break 'em, though, that's something. I guess.

[priscilla]

It's only impractical if you can't use them properly.

And... I'll have you know I've gotten much better at that!

[redknives]

Yeah? You sure you're not fallin' behind from going to so many stupid social events?

Maybe you should show me sometime. How you improved, I mean. Just so I know you're not gonna trip over your own feet or anything.

[priscilla]

Hey! I train every day! And it was only one stupid social event, and I didn't even stay the whole time!

...are you sure you want to see something like that? You might get hurt.

[Now who's teasing a little?]

[redknives]

Gimme a break. You're gonna have to do way better than that to scare me, pipsqueak.

'sides, it'll get me out doin' something. You don't want me to turn into a hermit, right?

[priscilla]

Are you in danger of being a hermit?

[redknives]

...What if I was?

I dunno if I believe you'd just let that happen.

[priscilla]

Well! Then I'd probably need to... come and drag you out.

And... fight you!