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[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?

[evocation]

[She nods, some of that anxiety and fear ratcheting up.]

We should do something, right? Figure out a way to help.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He shrugs a shoulder. ]

D'you think we can?

[evocation]

Well... Yeah, I mean, I don't know. Help people with food or just clearing away vines or... something. Right?

[withmeinparadise]

Guess so.

[ He cut down the vines screwing up his room--everyone else can do the same, can't they? But if Kyna's the one asking him to do something, he might actually do it. ]

The food thing's probably gonna be the harder one, but...maybe, right?

[evocation]

You don't sound convinced.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He shrugs, and yeah, there's some doubt in there. ]

We got ourselves to look out for, too.

[evocation]

We can't just only look out for ourselves and forget about everyone else. That's shitty.

[withmeinparadise]

Course we can. That's life.

[evocation]

[There's a rush of disbelief and frustration before she untangles her fingers from his and pulls her hand away, shooting him a look.]

That isn't life. That's a choice.

[withmeinparadise]

[ Which gets a tiny bit of surprise before she completely disengages. What, did he say something wrong? ]

I know it is. [ A choice you make because, you know. That's life. ]

[evocation]

So you're just going to ignore what's happening to everyone else?

[withmeinparadise]

[ He's sitting up a little straighter, arm slipping from where it's been comfortably around her. ]

What, like random strangers?

[evocation]

Why does it matter if they're strangers or not?

[withmeinparadise]

Means they ain't friends of mine. Why wouldn't that matter?

[evocation]

They're still people that are probably in trouble. Or like... suffering. You don't care about that?

[withmeinparadise]

[ A shrug, a frown. ]

If we got the resources to help them, then fine. Sure. But I'm not busting my ass over people who'd probably spit on me soon as look at me if they knew I wasn't from around here.