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[redknives]

[He goes silent. That bad, probably planning to do something dangerous now silence.]

Yeah... you're right. They got those freaky kids there, don't they? And I haven't been out that way for a while.

...Haven't been out any way for a while, I guess. Hey!

You still owe me a dead cat... thing. Didn't forget, did you?

[priscilla]

[She laughs softly, and looks down.]

I didn’t forget.

Are you free right now?

[redknives]

[He holds a hand up.]

As a fucking bird.

Speakin' of which, I also wanna see that stupid parakeet or whatever the hell you named after me. If it sucks I'm giving it a new name. No arguments.

[priscilla]

It’s a finch. And its name is Crow! Accept it!

[She angles the Forge so that the camera catches the somewhat-far-away bird cage.]

[Not that it helps, since he can’t see it. Well.]

...but you can come over if you want. I’ll introduce you. I don’t think finches are supposed to talk... and yet, it does.

[redknives]

It does? ...What’s it say?

[priscilla]

...mostly, “Worktime.”

A lot.

[redknives]

[...]

Your bird sucks.

I gotta fix this thing before it gets any worse.

[priscilla]

Well, I think it just kind of picked up the word from--

--what do you mean fix it?

[redknives]

What d’you mean, what do you mean? It talks, doesn’t it? I’ll teach it to say somethin’ else. Something cool.

You’re not keepin’ that bird and having it say stupid shit like worktime.

[priscilla]

...sometimes it says “sign this.”

[redknives]

[He drops his head back dramatically.]

Fuck’s sake, why don’t you just call it Elena then? Look, I said I’m gonna fix it. Don’t worry about it. I can teach some dumb bird to talk.

[priscilla]

[She gives the screen a suspicious look.]

...what are you going to teach it to say?

[redknives]

Hell if I know. I gotta meet the bird first, don’t I? And if you really want it to live up to its namesake, you gotta let me do my thing.

I told you, don’t worry about it.

[priscilla]

...well. All right. But if it starts becoming too colorful and corrupts Yachiru’s speech, I’m going to blame you.

[redknives]

I promise it won’t say anything to her that I wouldn’t say.

[And now he’s smirking. A little.]

[priscilla]

Oh, well that’s fine th-- wait.

[Staring atchoo, Senji.]

[redknives]

What! She’s a tough kid, she can handle some colorful language. It’s not gonna kill her.

[priscilla]

Mrmph.

...well, we’ll see.

[She wrinkles her nose a bit, and the cat hops off her lap. Quite suddenly. ...cats are weird.]

….Anyway. So.... if you come here... I’ll introduce you to Crow, and then we can go and find a cat. Not a real cat. Those. Cat things. Okay?

[redknives]

[And now he’s really grinning.]

Yeah... all right. I’ll be right there. Don’t disappear or nothin’ before I get there, got that?

[priscilla]

Well, it is kind of tempting to lock you out to spare the bird.

But... I’ll be here.

[She smiles, too. ]

[redknives]

Yeah, bullshit. You’re not gonna keep me from going anywhere I wanna go.

...Be right over.

[And he switches off the Forge.]