[His voice echoes, like he's in a bathroom.]
It looks like the snow is starting to melt.
Now what will happen to all the winter clothing we've bought?
Ah ... Tianzi? How did that deal go?
[ PRIVATE FILTER, unhackable ]
...I -- Shirley...
I never wanted--
--I'm ... sorry. I didn't want to hurt her in that way -- how cruel it was -- but the alternative... it's better just to keep her at a distance.
I don't want another ....
Euphie.
[ end filter ]
...Ah, as an addendum. Edmund?
Let's play again, sometime -- if you're up for it.
[ooc; strikes are fairly unintelligible, but can be understood, and they are referring to
this.
No one can hear the private filter except for C.C., who would possibly be in the vicinity, hearing him dictate it.
EDITED to include something that I meant to include last night. >.> Whoops.]