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[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!

[redknives]

[...]

Is that supposed to make me not want to be a hermit, 'cause I don't think it's workin'.

[priscilla]

It's a very serious threat!

[redknives]

Yeah, I'm shakin' in my boots.

You know I think I'll just spend the week indoors, weather's getting kinda nasty. I don't need to catch anything, you know?

[priscilla]

Senji. That's almost like being a hermit. I don't really approve. I think--

[...]

[...]

...this is nice, you know?

[redknives]

...all right, now I'm confused. Do you approve or don't you?

[priscilla]

Well... I was just thinking. Things are so simple with you. I don't mean simple-simple - I know they're still kind of complicated. Because of you and me, and us, and all of that.

Because of what we-- well. Anyway.

But it doesn't confuse me. Sometimes it stings, or aches... but it's not confusing. And I never wonder about you - how you feel and what you want, and whether I'm an idiot for talking to you, or...

I was just thinking about that.