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[kepthishead]

[So this one day in a zombie farm, Elliot Nightray watched as his girlfriend set herself on fire and then got decapitated, tried to form a contract with yet another eldritch abomination, got himself blown up and torn apart for his troubles and then he made yet another Good Decision: promising Oz Vessalius that he would be available to tell him

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[pieta_au_lait]

[has also just gotten cleaned up, sitting nearby]

[kepthishead]

...oh.

[pieta_au_lait]

I know why. And I don't blame her for saying it's all my fault... I'm just sad I caused her that kind of pain.

[kepthishead]

She's afraid. After our brothers died, our mother took their death badly, and I was all she had. And Vanessa doesn't get afraid, she gets angry.

[pieta_au_lait]

[nods]

I sort of got that impression... she said she doesn't want me anywhere near you, but I have no intention of doing what she says, so... I'm just making things more difficult for her. I hope she can understand, some day.

[kepthishead]

She also wants me to be six years old again. It's ... I don't know. She's Vanessa.

[pieta_au_lait]

I guess the question is... do you want me to go away?

[kepthishead]

No. I don't do what my sister says just because she says them.

[pieta_au_lait]

I know; I just don't want to cause you pain.

[kepthishead]

You're not. Don't say such things.

[pieta_au_lait]

I get to say it because you think you cause me pain, don't you?

[kepthishead]

I did cause you to be decapitated.

[pieta_au_lait]

You didn't do it purposefully.

[kepthishead]

If ... if anyone else is decapitated here and you hear about it, you need to tell me.

[pieta_au_lait]

... okay.

[kepthishead]

I mean it. It's important.