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[goldenclothes]

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[goldenclothes]

No...

[ there's silence on her end as well ]

...but I'll want to.

I never seem... upset by it, either. Anytime I'm talking about it. It's just matter of fact.

What kind of person was I...?

[amberhearted]

[ the subsequent echo interrupts his dazzling reply, which was a big, fat blob of perturbed silence.

once it's over, he groans. ]

[goldenclothes]

[ the line is silent even after his groan. she sighs finally. she takes it he got it, too, but- no, she doesn't want to discuss it in the least. ]

I think.... ahh... I think I'm done with these for now...

[amberhearted]

[ a confused ] What?

[ then, stronger ] You felt it again, [ wait a minute there, brain catching up to mouth. ] too?

[ she doesn't sound good. ]

Uhhh... You sure? You all right? Whatever you wanna talk about, you know, because you and I, we're- we're in this together, so...

[goldenclothes]

[ she feels terrible, actually. it's not even just the dietary issues, now, but that sense of futility too, and it makes her feel a little sick to think about it.

not nonchalance, then. resignation. maybe even- maybe even a little enjoyment. a repressed sort of reveling. a sort of i'm not alone has made its way into her words.

'randy' said that the transformation makes him go crazy. will the same happen to her? will it shed that repression?

there's silence. she wasn't listening. there was a lot to take in with that echo ]

......h-huh? What do you- sorry, I wasn't. I didn't hear.

[amberhearted]

Are you okay?

[goldenclothes]

[ a pause. she actually has to think about this. ]

... no.

[amberhearted]

Do you want to talk about it?

[goldenclothes]

No.

[ that one is much more decisive. maybe even a little childish or petulant? ]

I don't. I really don't.

[amberhearted]

Okay. [ sounds like she wants to end the conversation... ]

Hey, so- how about I call you back another time? Is that... okay with you?

[goldenclothes]

[ not alone. not alone, not alone, not alo- ]

Ah-

...yes. I- I'm sorry. Yes, that would be all right.

[amberhearted]

No worries. Any trouble, you just let me know, okay? I'll help you out best I can.

Take care, yeah?