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Who: anyone
When: day 38, after noon
Where: in and around the train

[A gentle breeze keeps the afternoon cool. It seems peaceful around now, with the malice pushed back so far, unless you're heading to the island of concentrated malice of course.

It's a good day to relax and daydream.

Distantly you might sometimes hear the tick ticking of clockwork? Or it might be your imagination.

Speaking of imagination, if you think about things too hard you may find your thoughts and feelings shared with those nearby. Or even if you don't think hard at all.

At the mildest this might simply be like your thoughts and emotions being understood by others next to you, either in a vague or explicitly detailed way, but at the most extreme you might project shared delusions. Something like others getting to watch your own memories. Or fantasy sequences. Or inner monologues. Or maybe even blending you delusions with another's.

Whether it goes that far or remains a more telepathic/empathic thing is very random.]

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Yeah, but it would have been a lot harder to do and probably a lot more traumatic and painful. I've yet to hear anyone else actually have proper medical skills.

Being skilled doesn't mean being the only one who can do the thing. It's about being able to do it and when the opportunity arises where it's needed, it can be done. Because not everyone can know everything, that's why teams are important.

You made it easier for my team, including the new kid, and you helped me keep Noon safe. Maybe someone else could have done it, but you made it a lot less painful and far easier to figure out what needed to be done.

I exist to be useful, it is fine. If I was, then that is good.

Just because it's what you exist for doesn't mean you're any less amazing.

I am not amazing.

[she says that firmly, the blush on her face fading away. if she were amazing then she'd be able to...]

...but thank you. I am being boorish.

[gonna dig a little more]

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Well, I think you're amazing.

[And he is genuinely glad to have met her. She helped a lot.]

Eh, met people more boorish. [Just on this train too.]

You are easily impressed. At any rate, like who?

[dig dig dig]

I really don't think I am.

Midnight. [Immediate.] Noon can be as well. Sophie and I had a tough conversation topic, so I can't say how she is normally, but if that's her normal.... [Shrugs.]

Breeze...Sophie-han has a bit of... [hm, how to put it delicately

how

to

put

this]

She can be a little...coarse with her words, sometimes, but she is very nice otherwise.

[lol she puts up with 80H after all.]

Oh, I definitely don't think she's a bad person. [Maybe a yandere, but....]

[Dusk doesn't necessarily see A Problem with that unless it gets counterproductive.]

[So yeah.]

But if we're talking people who were boorish to talk to, then she's beating you out from my perspective.

...You were not speaking of her brother, were you?

Like the third sentence she said to me was how she killed him.

[And boy]

[He's been on some mental gymnastics]

Oh, yes, that.

[IS CERTAINLY A THING THAT HAPPENED

IS CERTAINLY SOMETHING THAT CONTINUES TO BE A THING

80H feels the need to try and explain, defend, something, but while trying to respect her privacy, not that breeze cares about that much from the sounds of things, but it is the principle of the matter.]

...It is complicated.

[#nailedit]

She is trying.

Oh, I'm aware.

I'm.

Very.

Aware.

[And he just sounds so very tired.]

Got a lot of information from both.

[well 80H can guess how that went down and she feels bad oddly...something else as well.]

...It did not grow physical, did it?

[because that is unacceptable actually]

Not with her.

[Because when you're involved in a decades long war with threat of extinction, you have a kneejerk reaction when someone says they wanted to make humans go extinct.]

He attacked you?

No, I punched him.

For reasons I'm.

Dealing with. It's complicated and honestly pretty fucking stupid.

I see.

[she cannot even really bring herself to sound reproachful or anything. dusk does not seem like he'd be really quick to anger, he cares about people way too much to lash out unless it was something devastating, she imagines.

midnight probably had it coming.]

Well, I am sorry you are having a difficult time.

[He honestly kind of did.]

Thanks.

[He sighs, rubbing at the back of his neck.] I'm figuring it out. But he also needs to show his face again and get his heart back in before that so... [Gestures in a vague 'what can you do' motion.]