[The offer to fly out and see her in person is on the tip of his tongue. But he can't, not with Wrath still here.]
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
[It's a quiet acknowledgement, accompanied by a little nod. Oh, does he ever know.]
I don't blame you for wanting to go off on your own for a while. [He can't talk, with his bad habit of trying to drop off the planet.] Just keep calling us, yeah?
[Maybe her malevolent cackle isn't nearly as boisterous as it would have been on any other occasion than just coming off of the loss of a friend, but she's still doing it, and that's a good sign.]
It was too late a long time ago!
I'm like, The Zyng, but with friendship instead of horrible mutations.
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[But she trails off there, grin fading again.]
... Yeah.
Yeah, it's good.
I'd never trade this for anything.
It just... still hurts, sometimes.
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Yeah. Yeah, I know.
[It's a quiet acknowledgement, accompanied by a little nod. Oh, does he ever know.]
I don't blame you for wanting to go off on your own for a while. [He can't talk, with his bad habit of trying to drop off the planet.] Just keep calling us, yeah?
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Don't worry.
You made the mistake of lettin' me into your house, now you'll never get rid of me.
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Oh god, we've made a terrible mistake.
The Heather Mason infestation in the office is permanent.
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First I invade your homes... and then I invade your hearts.
[She clasps her OWN face and bats her eyelashes exaggeratedly.]
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Noooooo...your plan was foolproof, none of us could have seen this coming....!
Now it's too late.
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It was too late a long time ago!
I'm like, The Zyng, but with friendship instead of horrible mutations.
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So you're...what, the Fryng?
That's it, that's you.
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[Her laughter trails off into a sigh after a moment or so, but she looks a little better than she did when she first called.]
Man, I shouldn't watch any horror movies on the 'Gear while I'm out camping in the woods, but you guys should rewatch that in my honor.