pc catchall for cinnabar (globs)

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[foodbin]

[After a moment:]

I wouldn't be here if I thought it was a waste of energy.

[globs]

Well, you thought wrong.

[ they cross their arms, stubborn as always, and look off to the side. ]

We weren't friends. I never even stayed in this house with her.

[foodbin]

[She can probably guess, given the puddles, but...]

...Why not? Where were you staying?

[globs]

Somewhere I wouldn't bother anyone. It's none of your concern.

[foodbin]

...Why do you make it sound like I'm being an asshole?

[globs]

... A what?

[ DON'T DO THIS ]

[foodbin]

...An asshole.

[She repeats it, surprised they don't realize what she means, but then:]

You know, a jerk...?

[globs]

Just say that, then.

[ humans and their anuses... they don't understand... ]

I'm not. I just don't want to tell people where I sleep. Even I don't want to be destroyed in the middle of the night...

[foodbin]

[She frowns a little before she continues, glancing towards the ground for a moment.]

Even you...? Why would it be different for you than anyone else?

[The emphasis there seems strange to her, even if she's not sure how comfortable that topic might be.]

[globs]

... Well, I could be put back together, if one of you could figure it out.

[ they'll just go with that answer instead of the more complicated "i am decently suicidal" one ]

[foodbin]

...I wouldn't hold your breath on that.

[When have they ever figured anything out, etc, etc.]

[globs]

Lune knows. [ a beat. ] If he decided he'd actually try to help us, for once.

[foodbin]

...Lune's helping us as much as he can.