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[priscilla]

...we were just talking.

[There's the sound of walking, and of wind. She rubs her face.]

He said it was important.

/pans left

[redknives]

Yeah? I'm sure he did.

[Probably the only thing that would get her out there . :| He stops to listen for any sign of, well... tears.]

So was it?

/follows doggedly

[priscilla]

I'm... not really sure. It was...

Well. It was. But I'm not sure it was meant to be. I don't know.

He offered to give me the things I got for him back to me.

/marches?

[redknives]

He did? ...Jeez, I figured he'd have broken those too. May as well get everything, right?

So... did you take 'em?

*chills with a glass of lemonade*

[priscilla]

...now, I knew he didn't. He took his things when he left. And I saw them behind him... when I saw him before.

[She goes quiet for a bit.]

Mm. I didn't take them.

But I'm okay now. I mean. Not ... well. I'm better.

/drinks it

[redknives]

[No thanks to Isley.]

Better's better than nothin', I guess. He's a real charmer, ain't he.

...At least he could restrain himself enough to get his shit outta there, I guess.

[priscilla]

Hm. He is, actually. It would be nice if he weren't.

...well. I'm sure you don't want to know very much more about him and me. But I'm all right.