[ She could come up with a bunch of excuses for why she’s avoided making contact with Wash again after that whole… let’s call it the incident, with the fake them. Time, other drama, forgetting, whatever—they’d all be a little bit true, but really, it’s mostly about how goddamned messy and awkward this is gonna be.
She’s pretty sure he’s been avoiding bumping into her in the hallway as much as she’s been avoiding bumping into him, they’re starting from a hell of a baseline of awkwardness here. And that’s before even touching what actually happened that night, where she felt like her worst self and probably looked that way from the outside, too.
So it takes a bit of a nudge from York to convince her she should reach out first, try and see where they actually stand after the incident. ]
so hey uh
scale of 1-10 how likely are you to put a knife to my throat if i came over there or something
[ …look, she never said she was good at starting these kinds of conversations. ]
He did let me know to bring something up though in case you are uncomfortable with it.
1. Not everyone that works there is human or may have some sort of ability.
2. He has an ability that can compel the truth from you, or just know things - which the latter he has less control over. It's a proximity thing, and we're not usually in that close proximity with him.
I can't say I've run into any issues with him over it, and I wasn't aware of them until I brought York over to meet with him.
yeah no that's about what i expected. that was sure
well it was a fuckin thing
[ 'A thing' doesn't even begin to cover it. The version of her that had the gun pulled on her didn't realise how close to repeating history (history? the future? Whatever, the multiverse really can go fuck itself sometimes, it's confusing) they'd come, but she sure does now. It's fucking uncanny, really. From the fake her mimicking her at her worst, being prepared to throw her brother under the bus, to her ending up face to face with a gun-wielding Washington. ]
i swear, that was not like, the city making me reveal my ~true nature~ or some shit, i meant everything i said when we first arrived
[ Playing that up because of Felix's natural reactions and stories he's heard? A little. ]
I don't do manners. Did you kill Felix?
He's a frelling feral cat who has occasional spats of apparent rabidity that I fed long enough to get attached to and occasionally chooses to trust me.
Did. You. Kill. Him.
What do you mean probably. It's a yes or no question.
[ Dammit, Man, he was much happier when he got to be enraged and offended, but given what he knows about these people and their world and lives-]
You don't know. Flashback, alcohol abuse or City induced nonsense?
I don't recall claiming to be particularly moral or consistent.
The line is where I feel like it. I hunted a man down for more than a year for an accident that killed someone I cared about. I also killed my ship and myself when we ran out of options to prevent him endangering others.
Primed and used as a weapon certainly influences my sympathy level.
And which bit of City bullshit was behind you not knowing if you killed Felix or not?
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