[ she's sitting up and awake! worriedly watching molly's own pod, though she also looks relieved that he's even in there. she does not even notice harrow at first ]
[Oh, good. Well, while Molly's cooking like a baked potato, that's a good opportunity to talk, since she's probably hanging around waiting for him to be done.]
. . . Are you finished, already? Or just need a break?
[Small mercies, because if she did, Harrow would probably be dead. Harrow is quiet for a few moments too, doesn't challenge her on that.]
. . . As you know, I've experienced it, too. So I don't see any need to ask after your well-being, as I know it is likely poor, and I don't intend to push you to recount details that do not impact me in any way.
No, they aren't especially a romp with fun prizes at the end, are they. And the Avatars still do not know why they occur at all, so there is little to be gained from asking.
[Where'd they all get the idea they were supposed to get loot from, though. This isn't a video game.]
In that case, it may be that we will need to compare note by grisly note. I don't - know that it needs to happen right now, but. . .
Agreed, on torture. I also had an overwhelming feeling that we were being tested, in some way, by how far we were willing to go. How brutal and remorseless we could be.
. . . Mm. What we were asked to do, none of us could. But it felt as though our failure to act was also a failure of the test. We died still scrambling for answers.
[Harrow's expression for one moment flickers, and there is something so fearful there. But she swallows it, pushes it down.]
Perhaps not. Grace. . . I said that I would not pry, but when I found you, you were asking after someone. I wasn't sure if you meant Mollymauk, or - [she hesitates again] - or perhaps there was someone else there? As there was for us.
He took an inexplicable amount of time making a dramatic entrance. But he's fine.
[Sigh.]
. . . You ought to know that from what I understand, nothing in there is entirely real. What they do to us, the way it makes you feel, of course that much is real. But I don't know that there's anything in there that could truly be harmed.
I know. The first person who told me to think of it as only an illusion I intend to never speak to again. But the second. . . had reason to understand why it still mattered.
[She's still worried, but. . . she'll return Grace's smile with a wry one of her own.]
Most of the people here won't really understand, but - I certainly hope you know you've no obligation to satisfy anyone's curiosity.
Don't worry, I'm not going to give anything to all the busybodies in this place. It happened to me, I get to say what and if I share anything about it.
[ it's a little of her normal attitude, so apparently that did help? but also, speaking of busybodies: ]
[Yeah. I mean, it seems crass to just be like, gimme my loot, Avatars, but. Their loot. I guess Grace is on Greed, though, so maybe she feels less crass about it.]
This. . . [She looks like she's really feeling ill, suddenly.] I cannot believe a sentiment so trite is about to come out of my mouth.
But what I found that I gained was not so much Despair's gift, but. [Oh God. She's going to say it.] But rather, that I felt there were now three others here whom I could understand, and come to trust. [The real treasure was friendship all along. She hates it, too. She hates it too.]
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. . . Are you finished, already? Or just need a break?
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I'm alright. I didn't have to... regrow anything.
[ this is not a real answer, but it clearly means she is good enough to not need to go back in there ]
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. . . As you know, I've experienced it, too. So I don't see any need to ask after your well-being, as I know it is likely poor, and I don't intend to push you to recount details that do not impact me in any way.
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Thanks, Harrow. [ she sounds tired ] We didn't get anything from ours anymore than your group did.
[ where's the `plot` ]
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[Where'd they all get the idea they were supposed to get loot from, though. This isn't a video game.]
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... Greed asked me to figure out if they had anything in common, but so far it seems to be torture.
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[She sighs.]
In that case, it may be that we will need to compare note by grisly note. I don't - know that it needs to happen right now, but. . .
Agreed, on torture. I also had an overwhelming feeling that we were being tested, in some way, by how far we were willing to go. How brutal and remorseless we could be.
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Ow. [ ow. ] ... But I think that fits ours, too.
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. . . Mm. What we were asked to do, none of us could. But it felt as though our failure to act was also a failure of the test. We died still scrambling for answers.
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I don't know that it would've been any better if you'd done what was asked of you.
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[Harrow's expression for one moment flickers, and there is something so fearful there. But she swallows it, pushes it down.]
Perhaps not. Grace. . . I said that I would not pry, but when I found you, you were asking after someone. I wasn't sure if you meant Mollymauk, or - [she hesitates again] - or perhaps there was someone else there? As there was for us.
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There was. But I was asking for Molly.
[ she sounds genuine there, if sorrowful ]
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He'll be all right. The worst is long past.
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[ she was alone and molly took his SWEET TIME making a DRAMATIC ENTRANCE ]
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[Sigh.]
. . . You ought to know that from what I understand, nothing in there is entirely real. What they do to us, the way it makes you feel, of course that much is real. But I don't know that there's anything in there that could truly be harmed.
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[ oddly dramatic before she smiles lightly at harrow ]
But thanks, Harrow. It's... It still feels weird, right now?
[ she assumes it'll make sense to harrow, who also went through this fun torture bit ]
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[She's still worried, but. . . she'll return Grace's smile with a wry one of her own.]
Most of the people here won't really understand, but - I certainly hope you know you've no obligation to satisfy anyone's curiosity.
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[ it's a little of her normal attitude, so apparently that did help? but also, speaking of busybodies: ]
Someone dismissed it outright?
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[Anyway.]
If you found items in there, they might belong to the Avatars, incidentally. You ought to return them, except for anything that belongs to Gluttony.
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Yeah, I've got... a mask? And a crab hat. Both came back with me. I'm planning to ask Greed who it belongs to.
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They may or may not tell you outright, frustratingly. But when I returned Despair's item, they gave me a gift in return.
[Her lil final fantasy ass friend, who is still here holding her sword.]
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Yeah, Takeru told me I might get rewarded. That'd at least get me something out of this whole mess.
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This. . . [She looks like she's really feeling ill, suddenly.] I cannot believe a sentiment so trite is about to come out of my mouth.
But what I found that I gained was not so much Despair's gift, but. [Oh God. She's going to say it.] But rather, that I felt there were now three others here whom I could understand, and come to trust. [The real treasure was friendship all along. She hates it, too. She hates it too.]
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I wouldn't trust Douma to pass me the salt.
[ clowns are bad. ]
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