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[zackthekiller]

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[zackthekiller]

[Okay, this is getting annoying. Why is he getting worked up over someone who doesn't want to fucking live?! Is it that promise he swore to keep?]

[There has got to be a way to fix this. There has gotta be a way.]

You know what? I'm gonna go find something that'll make sure you're gone for good!

[sweartoyou]

[She opens her mouth to argue, but something gives her pause.

Zack hates liars. He'd never let himself become one. Not over someone as insignificant and impure as her.]

Even...if it's impossible...?

[If he can guarantee that...]

CW: MOAR MURDER IDEATION yay

[zackthekiller]

[He does. He really does hate liars. Why would he stop hating them now?]

I dunno if it is, but...

[He knows just the words to make her listen, now.]

I swear to God, if I can find a way you can stay dead, I'm using it to kill you.

[He means it.]

[sweartoyou]

...Oh...

[What a relief. There's still that uncertainty, that if thrown in as insurance, but... But he was going to try. He was going to fight for it, against whatever odds, and hold this oath against God as well.

What a relief. What a relief.]

Thank you, Zack... I'm sorry...I'm such a burden... [But she can try to be a little better... She could appreciate what he's done for her.

With a trembling hand, she picks up one of the chips and starts to nibble at it. Good work, buddy.]

[zackthekiller]

[He is gonna try.]

Hey, I've put up with worse.

[Good. Eat the chips, little bird- Great, now her love for animals is rubbing off on him. Damnit.]

[sweartoyou]

[wow...loser]

...That's unfortunate.

[She says, back to deadpan. She doesn't question the validity though -- all in all, her most terrible sins have been committed when she hasn't been around Zack.]

I still don't really know you that well, do I...?

[zackthekiller]

[Is she still gonna eat? That's more important.]

I could say the same about you.

[sweartoyou]

[She's working on it...slowly... She's about halfway through this chip.]

True.

[Look, she'll even reach for the sandwich now.]

We didn't have time before. [Now there's way too much time. With a soft sigh, she peeks between the slices of bread. What did you bring her, friendo...] Was there a reason why you chose...these?

[Unexpectedly competent food choice, even if she doesn't know about Zack's gross basement food habits.]

[zackthekiller]

[Good. He won't rush her.]

And now we have all the fucking time in the world. Ironic, ain't it?

[You get ham and cheese. With bacon.]

Uh, I went to the fridge for a quick and easy meal, and this is what I got.

[So you're eating Wonderland food. Hey, it's food.]

[sweartoyou]

[oof. she doesn't want all the time in the world!!!] ...Yeah.

[Ham and bacon... That seems excessive, but okay. She's satisfied her curiosity. Thinking about Living For A While bums her out enough that she goes back to the chip for now.]

I see... What did you have?

[zackthekiller]

[He doesn't wanna be stuck here forever, either, but at least he's alive.]

Uh... A sandwich.

[Same as you.]

[sweartoyou]

[siiiigh, that's the PROBLEM... Well, her problem. She's extremely relieved Zack is alive. He wasn't looking so hot before, from her perspective.]

...Mm. So you're not very picky. Except about the expressions of those you're going to kill...

[zackthekiller]

[Zack shrugs.]

Pretty much. I don't care about food, but there are certain emotions that really set me off. I don't have to explain them again, do I?

[He gets the urge to kill the joyful, but he has no interest in the empty. Such is Zack's life.]

[sweartoyou]

No. I've had a good understanding of that for a while, now.

[Not even bitter about it. Though that...isn't a surprise. Sorry, she's boring. Better boring than completely given up, as punctuated by the crunch of her finishing this chip. What a good chip.

Eating break, that took some effort.]

...I just wondered. It was nice of you to bring me this, in any case. Thank you.

[zackthekiller]

Good.

[He's not gonna disturb her until she said something. She is nibbling, and not depressed. Good.]

... Hey, no problem.

[sweartoyou]

[...I mean, she's always depressed. But yeah, comparatively.]

I'll make sure to be useful to you. I want to learn about you so I can help you even more. And...just to learn about you... You're very good, Zack.

[zackthekiller]

... Seriously? Me?

[Is he? All he's ever done is kill innocent people out of impulse.]

[... Until this girl showed up. Boy, has she turned his life upside down.]

Thanks... I guess.

[sweartoyou]

[He sure is a serial killer, but...he still feels like a better person than her, somehow. He had always been good to her, after that first meeting, and there was something about him... She was trying, though. Trying to give herself over to a better her. Just...happens to think that her is most likely a dead her, as she'd be with God. Ahem.]

Of course. To me, you are. Is that so hard to believe...?

[zackthekiller]

[That's... Actually the nicest think she said to him, he thinks. He doesn't know how to respond.]

... Maybe?

[sweartoyou]

[This is a big day of Not Knowing What To Do. Ray considers him for a moment, then picks up the sandwich again and starts eating. Emotions are a complicated thing. She remembers that, even if her own have been blunted for so long -- that brief taste of joy and fear when she'd been on B6 before remembering what she'd done helped, she's sure.

Anything else she might say could make it worse. She'll let him figure out his bearings in peace.]