[Emma will find North in the water region outside of the gateway, sitting by the shore with the water lapping at her feet. She raises a hand in greeting once she notices she has company.]
[She sounds bitter over the assumption. Just a teeny bit. Or, you know, a lot? Hm.]
... It's fine. I'm fine. [A little more forcefully than necessary.] I think you know enough about me at this point to understand that— this? What happened tonight? It's nothing out of the ordinary for me.
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week seven, saturday.
Hey.
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[She takes a seat next to her.]
That went... [Not well, but.] Probably about as well as it could.
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We found the corrupted. That's what we're here for, isn't it? It couldn't have gone any better than that.
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...I’m pretty sure we both know it could have. [...] Look, I know we haven’t always gotten along, but..
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[She's! Salty! She had to confess, wtf.]
But?
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...I'm sure they had a good reason, whoever it was.
[Anyways.]
Just - you don't have to pretend everything is fine. I get it.
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So you know who it is, then.
[She sounds bitter over the assumption. Just a teeny bit. Or, you know, a lot? Hm.]
... It's fine. I'm fine. [A little more forcefully than necessary.] I think you know enough about me at this point to understand that— this? What happened tonight? It's nothing out of the ordinary for me.
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[She sure sounds like she wishes she could, though.]
...I can tell you've been crying, you know.