voice

[invasif]

You left me to die.

[ Soft with buried rage and spite. ]

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[insubordination]

[ it's an impossible ask. to prevent anyone from dying. but what she actually asks of him, is rather easy to answer. ]

I never leave anyone to die. I would rather die myself, first.

[ tiredly. ]

But I expect you'll catch more flies with honey, if you want them to apologize. Or own up to mistakes. Or accept responsibility. Or all of the above.

[ he pauses. ]

Are you alright? Aside from the obvious, of coming back from the dead.

[invasif]

I have been kind enough.

[ She's reached out before, to little effect. Now she has a weapon to wield against them. ]

I should ask you the same. You fared no better than I.

[insubordination]

Perhaps, but that still doesn't change the fact that we need to work together to try to prevent being slaughtered again.

[ mildly enough. but roy won't force ilde to work with others if she doesn't want to. she, understandably, is furious. let her be angry. he'll work on getting her to agree another day. ]

And I'm fine.

[ he isn't, but he's not admitting that out loud. ]

We made it, didn't we? The only thing to do is keep moving forward.

[invasif]

[ Oh my god please. ]

As you say.

[insubordination]

There's really no other option, is there.

[ he won't be deterred by your dickishness, ilde!! ]

Let me know if you need anything.