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[guitarpicks]

( sometime has passed and now his girlfriend is dead. this is a loaded question. the feeling of slow, hysterical laughter comes through and then stops. ) uh

well

things can't get worse than they are right now and my face is healed so. hey. i'm... sure doing :)

how are you?

[energeia]

[ Well, any good disposition she had swiftly changes to concern. ]

I'm alright. Thank you for asking.

What makes you say things can't get worse?

[guitarpicks]

jem’s dead

but ok. fair. if billy and jim also die, it’ll be worse

[energeia]

[ Immediate concern, softly stinging her words— ] What happened?

[guitarpicks]

it's complicated
facing a fear

just-- can we not talk about it? ( he can't not spiral if they do. )

[energeia]

[ She can't imagine what that might have been. If it doesn't matter to the conversation - what she always seeks from these conversations - then there's no point in pressing on. ]

I'm sorry, Eddie.

[guitarpicks]

it's this place
can't do anything about it now

i just... i think i'm losing my mind

[energeia]

This place isn't meant for people like us. We weren't born into it. We weren't prepared for this kind of pain the way those who didn't come from the void have been.

It's why we need each other.

[ And why she wants Eddie to need her. ]

Come see me.

[guitarpicks]

think we'll learn eventually? that it'll break us all down?

yeah

where are you?

[energeia]

Not if we remain together.

I'm at the boarding house, but we could go somewhere else. Are you hungry?

[guitarpicks]

i could eat

meet you at the tavern in like... 15?

[energeia]

That sounds wonderful. I'll see you there.