[MAN. Let's kick it in the lounge. Richie's leaned forward on a sofa with his head in his hand, but he'll scrub his face and pull out of it when he hears company coming.]
Could be. [His mouth thins. Happy that the picking stops and just turns it into a regular old-fashioned hand hold.] ...Could also be because we already solved that one, it's not half so confidential. Whatever's censoring things could have an interest in keeping an undiscovered killer on the loose, whereas Miss Firefly's use had just about run dry.
It was phrased as a taunt. If you'd really like to intimidate me, die about it. That sort of thing. I would not be surprised if he wanted to see me, but... it has been weeks. I wonder if my efforts are wasted.
I doubt it, if he's still trying to get your goat. Kid doesn't know how to reach without throwing a punch first.
Still, I'd be a mite miffed if you took him up on the challenged. [He pinches his fingers together to show exactly how much, squinting with raised brows.] Juuuuuust a titch.
I've been plenty threatened about my life status from both the living and the dead, thank you. [ he's amused, though. ] I'm not going anywhere. I have to look after the lot of you.
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W4 SATURDAY
I don't even know where to start.
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I don't either. [ ... ] We found both answers, but I'm still unsatisfied.
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I would have liked to ask her if she killed Zhongli. [ soft, as he picks at his tail fur. ]
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[Well first of all he'll reach for that hand.]
Stop that.
[And secondly.]
I know. Too little, too late. Maybe there's a way we can sneak around the mail censorship. Glean an answer that way.
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I wonder how Brimstone got the fact that he and Firefly both wanted to kill that night across. Perhaps it's only details about others you can't share.
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A solid theory. [ ... ] That child sent me a message telling me to die, the other day.
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Also looking to him with a frown. A spark of anger, before reason soothes it back.]
...Because he misses you so much?
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It was phrased as a taunt. If you'd really like to intimidate me, die about it. That sort of thing. I would not be surprised if he wanted to see me, but... it has been weeks. I wonder if my efforts are wasted.
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[Richie clucks his tongue.]
I doubt it, if he's still trying to get your goat. Kid doesn't know how to reach without throwing a punch first.
Still, I'd be a mite miffed if you took him up on the challenged. [He pinches his fingers together to show exactly how much, squinting with raised brows.] Juuuuuust a titch.
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I've been plenty threatened about my life status from both the living and the dead, thank you. [ he's amused, though. ] I'm not going anywhere. I have to look after the lot of you.
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