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[sheepinwolfclothing]

Hey, this is Ruby.
I can't answer right now,
but leave a message and I'll get back to you!

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[sheepinwolfclothing]

There is one thing I could probably stand to live without, but since I was born with it, I guess there's no sense is whining over it.

[Those 28 cursed years do not count, not when she had no idea who she was really was during that time. She couldn't exactly enjoy the reprieve.]

[totallysane]

Oh.

[He doesn't really know what to say to that. On the plus side, he's a lot calmer now?]

Was it something you were going to tell me or..?

[sheepinwolfclothing]

[Calm is good. She can talk to him about what he saw once everything has been processed.]

Maybe some day, but not today. I just want to make sure you're okay.

[totallysane]

I-I guess I have to be okay.

[He sighs, and there's a shifting sound as he moves around a bit.

I can't really do anything else.

[sheepinwolfclothing]

...No one is forcing you to be okay. And trust me...I understand that feeling of not being able to do anything. I have people in there, and...I'm out here.

["You're not alone" goes unspoken.]

[totallysane]

I don't have time to be upset though! I have to- I have to get used to things here, and find out all the information I can, and find some way to be useful and-

[He's flailing, pretty badly, until it hits him what she's just said.]

Oh.

OH.

I-I'm sorry.

[sheepinwolfclothing]

[Oh, you poor kid. Sorry, but the reaction gets a small chuckle from Ruby.]

It's...[No. It's not okay.] It's rough, yeah, but it has to get better, right? We just have to sit and wait until they come back. When they do, we have to be there to make sure they don't do something stupid to make whatever situations worse.

[totallysane]

[Mikado doesn't have any idea what she's talking about with that, at all. In fact, he wonders if she's lost it somehow. Or maybe she's talking about when her friends, who are still alive, come back?

He draws in a slow shaky breath.]

O-okay. I think I'm going to go... my-my throat hurts. I'm really sorry, I know you were talking but-

[He can't take any more right now, that's all.]

Thank you.

[sheepinwolfclothing]

[It's a lot to swallow, all the information. She doesn't blame him for not believing her. She doesn't want to believe half of what she's heard.

Still, she smiles, though he can't see it.]

Any time. If you need anything, just give me a call, okay?

[totallysane]

Thanks.

[It's really all he can manage. He hangs up tired but feeling a little better, and really needing to go get a drink and rest for a while.]