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[Well. This sure is a lovely day to ignore all the trauma of the past 48 hours! North herself will look physically fine and dandy when Emma comes across her in the koi pond, not a single scratch on what's visible of her skin — with the sole exception of an itty bitty white dot on her neck. On the other hand, Emma is... uh. Not as unharmed.

And North's eyes are very blatantly drifting towards the most egregious injuries, visibly surprised.

Yikes???]

[Dryly, as she notices:]

You should see the other guy.

What, drinking with his buddies?

[UNIMPRESSED.]

[Shortly:]

It's hard to do that without a head.

[A beat.

And she hums, almost seeming impressed.]

Good job.

[As much as she would love to bask in this moment—]

...The person I was with did it, actually, but noted.

[...]

I retract my statement.

[Now she's just being a little shit.]

Yeah, that's about what I figured.

[stares into the middle distance]

Credit should only be given where credit is due.

[shouldn't have said anything, emma!!]

I did shoot him.

[And, well. Time for some salt.]

Besides, the person I was with only got a scratch.

And somehow, you lost a hand?

[emma, you had a gun. the fuck.]

That's what it means to actually look out for the person you're with. Maybe you should have tried it.

[a

beat.

and the she hisses out:]

Are you blaming me for what happened to Naminé?

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