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[withmeinparadise]

Breaking my heart over here, Kyna. Since when am I fulla shit?

[evocation]

Since I said so. And since you said you were a liar a couple of minutes ago.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He holds up their hands, still twined up together. ]

You got a lie detector right here, don'tcha?

[evocation]

I've never used it like that. Tell me a lie. I wanna test it.

[withmeinparadise]

Uh...

[ Gotta think of a lie, hm. ]

The sky's orange.

[evocation]

[She's laughing again, rolling her eyes playfully.]

Wow, great one.

[withmeinparadise]

What? You wanted a lie.

[ For things that matter, he bets it'd work--if only because he might feel mildly uncomfortable somewhere that's normally not visible. ]

What'm I supposed to lie about?

[evocation]

I don't know.

[There's a small, fleeting thought that she instantly dismisses—she could ask him if he's okay, really, and know for sure. But that seems almost like a betrayal, and so she doesn't.]

Maybe we should test out the lie detector thing later.

[withmeinparadise]

If you don't got any questions I can lie about--

[ probably a good thing, don't press your luck here ]

--guess we'll have to.

[evocation]

Do you really want to prove that you're betraying me?

[withmeinparadise]

What can I say? I live dangerously.

[evocation]

Yeah, I know. You've got the crooked nose to prove it.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He snorts. ]

Every year, a little crookeder.

[evocation]

Do you pick fights, or do you just have really shitty luck?

[withmeinparadise]

Six of one, half-dozen of the other.

[evocation]

God. Well, can you take a vacation from that? I'm stressed enough already.

[withmeinparadise]

Don't be stressed about my nose, it's fine. Look, I broke it while we were over in the other place, you didn't even notice.

[evocation]

I'm not stressed about your nose, dummy, I'm stressed about you.

[withmeinparadise]

So don't be stressed about me, either.

[evocation]

Too late. It's kind of part of the deal.

[withmeinparadise]

We could renegotiate.

[evocation]

No.

[She nudges his leg with her foot, a gentle kick. Time for a topic change.]

Did you go through much of the city?

[withmeinparadise]

New Amsterdam, or...?

[ Or the other one. He'll take the subject change, and maybe nudge her back, but she'll need to be a little more specific. ]

[evocation]

Yeah, New Amsterdam.

[withmeinparadise]

Little bit, yeah. S'wild, huh?