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Forgive me for asking such a question, but I'm in the middle of a project and I'm waiting for things to process. So I thought I might as well ask.

Your idea of "fate", should you believe in it. Does such a linear path bring you any comfort at all?

Or is it perhaps worth fighting against, if you aren't satisfied with your destiny?

Might as well have conversation on it.

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Maybe we could have met in the woods, somewhere. I would be traveling, you would be out for a run as a spooky wolf, and I would throw you some scraps of food to keep you away from our wagon.

Not that you would have been pleased with that. I suppose if I had to pick, I'd actually prefer you nagged me about the castle.

But that isn't what I meant. What could he have been fixing with you?

Not a dog person?

He wouldn't really know. Not that I think he wanted to know. But it's not something I'm willing to discuss like this.

I like dogs! They're cute. Smart, too. I was just taught to be wary of ones that might bring their hungry pack back to have Speakers for lunch.

Well. What if I want to know? How would I go about learning what you need?

That's fair to assume.

It's
Well.
There came a day here a few months back where I suddenly woke up with additional memories, and wounds on my body that would not easily heal. Trevor helped Jojo come up with a way to assist me physically.
I'm unwilling to specify further in this method. We can speak in person if you'd like later.

[She almost types "I wasn't there," because she realizes. It must have been after they'd left, when he was alone. She knows, she knows how you wound vampires, but no, she can't say it, he doesn't want her probing questions. It's like a knife shoved right alongside all the others lingering in this wound from Lindenfeld, instruments of guilt she isn't ready to pull out and let flow freely. How did everything go so wrong?]

I'm so sorry. Thank you for telling me.

If it's alright, I would eventually like to talk in person. Whenever you feel ready. I could bring ice cream?

I didn't want either of you to feel responsible.

[Despite everything, that much is true. There is a bit of shame in what happened, but he doesn't want to guilt them about this either.]

I'll be free in about an hour.
Ice cream would be nice.

I understand the thought...but you were hurt. I don't want it to weigh down on you if we feel one way or another about it. You're telling us the truth, and that is what matters.

I'll be there around then. With ice cream. Anything you happen to be craving?

The physical injuries were not the most troubling. Those were healed.

Hm. Honey and lavender sounds nice.

I know. But whatever it was, you don't speak of it like it was only cuts and bruises.

[Those wouldn't trouble him. Those healed, and something else didn't. Part of her honestly thinks of her friend as something approaching invincible, at least physically, but in the end there are so many other ways you can hurt a person.]

I'll see what I can do.

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