Edie was perusing the latest correspondence from her fork. She still should have been paying enough attention to realize that the door didn't go where it ought before it swung shut and she couldn't sense anyone else anymore, but she wasn't.
After opening and closing the door a couple times to make sure she hadn't just been abducted somehow, she looks around.
True. I mean, we can probably at least convince a number of people large enough to form a stable reproductive population to evacuate.
Let's not talk about potentially having to blow up the world. You're dad's gonna fix it so we won't have to.
Yeah. He is.
Want to go back downstairs, check on Huan - check how long it's been -
That's probably a good idea, she sighs, and reluctantly starts getting out of the bed.
Well she ripped his clothes so he is going to have to stand here until she makes him some.
"D'you want the same clothes as before or something different?"
She puts on him something that's basically the same thing as before but a little more revealing.
"That works too. I'd kiss you but I'm worried then we'd literally never get out of bed - and Cam's probably down there alone being all sad -"
"We can kiss some more later. Let's go see what we can do about Cam's sad."
"Even if, like, the actual problem is gonna take a time machine, probably some ways of existing in numb horror are more pleasant than others," he agrees, and they head downstairs.
Well, that doesn't look obviously improvable by striking up a conversation, what do you think?
Nah, interrupting someone who's reading is rarely gonna improve their mood.
D'you want something you're reasonably familiar with, something from my Hell, something from my Earth...?
Hmm, okay--preference between a comedy with some romance or a romance with some comedy?
He is entertained by the ridiculous human movie and really confused about the convention that a wedding happens in public with someone reading lines.
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