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[laserguy]

[The video feed opens to a viewing of a motorcycle, before it turns around to focus on a grinning teenager in red sunglasses.]

Guess this places like me after all.

[He's not sure why he was suddenly granted a motorcycle, but he's not complaining. Also, should a teenager that has slightly impaired vision even be driving? Don't worry about it. Also don't worry about the fact that he definitely does not have a motorcycle license. Or a helmet.]

Comments

[entreats]

Yes. And yes. To both.

[ Even if it's still not explaining all that much..

Though she does add, a little more helpfully: ] I didn't know the net was there when I jumped. Apparently some people were doing construction there. I guess you'd call that sort of thing a miracle.

[laserguy]

[. . .]

So you jumped. And didn't know a net was going to be there.

[He can put two and two together and look. He's frowning so much now. Needless to say, Scott looks pretty upset.]

[entreats]

[ At first it almost sounds like Ange is about to speak up again right away, but something about the frown makes her go quiet instead.

Not the whole time, though. It just seems to delay her answer, as if she's taking a moment to make it a little less blunt - or to try to do as much, anyway. ]

.. are you surprised? You know what my life was like.

[laserguy]

No, but... it still hurts hearing this.

[And it seems worse since Ange did end up dying anyway through something else.] And I'm glad you're here now.

[It comes off just a little weaker than normal, not that Scott doesn't mean it. Just all of this is hard and he doesn't know what else to really say.]

[entreats]

I didn't mean to ruin your motorcycle mood.

[ There's actually something genuinely apologetic in her tone as she says that. Does she think the motorcycle excitement is kind of dumb? Sure. But she wants Scott to be able to enjoy it, instead of thinking about..

.. well. You know. This. ]

You shouldn't think about it too much. [ ... ] I'm not thinking about it much. To me it's just something that happened.

[laserguy]

[He's not entirely sure what to say after hearing something like this. Scott just continues to have Frowny Face on him for a few moments longer, torn between wanting to prod her more or just drop it.]

Okay, as long as you promise not to do that again. [.....] And we're still going on a motorcycle ride.

[entreats]

[ There's a slight pause, something hesitant or awkward in Ange, but then she manages to say: ]

I hope you don't seriously think I'm dumb enough to try that in this place. [ Where it won't matter. Where it'll just hurt, and then she'll be back, and nothing will have changed.

It makes this an easy promise to make. ]

So-- I-- I mean, sure. We can go on that ride, if you really want to. To make it up to you.

[laserguy]

[He feels a little better hearing that, honestly, even if it's only because people are usually brought back to life around here.]

We're going on an extra long trip now. Since you're making it up to me.