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[throughbamboo]

[why would you do this to him . . .

He drags a hand over his face]

Lil' lady, you can't just sayin' that shi—stuff outta nowhere.

[causeplay]

Swear jar?

[throughbamboo]

'M usually good at it.

Are ya talkin' 'bout the performance?

[causeplay]

In the first instance, yes, though I suppose "stabbed" is a little generous. It was more like being ripped apart?

[throughbamboo]

. . . yeah.

'M sorry that happened to ya.

[causeplay]

Don't be. It was fun.

[throughbamboo]

- it was?

[causeplay]

I haven't felt that afraid of death in, hmm... over a decade now?

[throughbamboo]

. . . and y'thought it was fun.

[causeplay]

Is that really so strange?

[throughbamboo]

[he doesn't have the right memories for this, but he isn't judging her]

Less strange, more concernin'. Why d'ya think it's fun?

[causeplay]

Most things can't faze me these days.

[throughbamboo]

[tilts his head]

So it's the thrill ya thought was fun.

[causeplay]

People go bungee jumping for a reason, no?

[throughbamboo]

S'a little different.

[causeplay]

Is it really?

[throughbamboo]

Would bungee-jumpin' work for ya?

[causeplay]

No.

I'm too good at it.

[throughbamboo]

Good at it?

I thought it was just flingin' yerself off a bridge with a cord.

[causeplay]

I do it with grace, dear. Ore.

[throughbamboo]

Gracefully flingin' yerself off a bridge.

[causeplay]

I'd be happy to demonstrate if there was suitable apparatus here.

[throughbamboo]

I'll take yer word for it, ya don't gotta demonstrate.

[causeplay]

Very generous. How have your own visions been treating you?

[throughbamboo]

My visions? Ehh, they've been a lil' all over the place. What 'bout yours?