"What would you like to do, then? You did some mining yesterday, we could do a little more of that?"

"I dunno. I want to go back, man. Can we make, like, a nether path, so that it's easier to get here? We're kind of a ways out, I bet we'd get more visitors if there was a faster way. I know that, like, there's the whole exile, but..."

"And you're sure that you want those visitors? I think we can probably go to the Nether if you want, but I'm not sure that you actually want to make it easier for traitors to visit."

"'S not just Tubbo. Phil wasn't even there. C'monnnnnn."

"They're complicit. They didn't even try to defend you!"

"How was he s'posed to defend me if he wasn't there, that doesn't make any fuckin' sense."

"If they were real friends, they would have known to be there. That's why I was happy to get you out of there, they're not good enough for you."

"That doesn't-- okay, wh-- you're overwhelming me, man. I'm gonna go mine obsidian for a portal."

"Gotta have some diamonds for that first."

"Uuuuuuugh, right, okay. Three diamonds, how hard can it be."

Given that she's taken most of the diamonds in the local chunks, harder than he'd think. But she'll follow him.

He keeps up a running stream of commentary as he goes caving! He's also being reckless--only using a torch in his offhand for light, not fighting back against mob attacks, occasionally digging straight down.

She has a to hide a smile at that. She puts on a concerned voice though, when she addresses him. "Tommy, you're acting strange. Did something happen to you? I'm worried."

"What d'you mean? Maybe you're the strange one, bitch, ever think of that?"

She looks hurt.

What the fuck. He's called her a bitch so many times, why is she being upset about it now.

He's distracted enough by that to not notice right away when he mines into lava. He doesn't get water on himself in time before he dies and respawns. It hurts a little, but losing his stuff hurts more, even though he didn't have much. Maybe especially because he didn't have much. "Aaauuuuuuggggghhhhh. Okay. Bad luck, bad luck."

"You need to be more careful with yourself, Tommy. You only have one life left."

"So what?"

"So your friends - excuse me, friend, would miss you if you killed yourself. Hypothetically speaking, of course."

"Ohhh fuck offffff. Maybe they shouldn't have fuckin' exiled me then, huh."

She looks hurt. "Is it really so bad here, Tommy?"

"Yes! Yes it fucking is, you bitch, all my friends fuckin' exiled me. Why'd you want to exile me, huh, 'cause I sure wouldn't exile someone I'd miss. Fuck you, man. And I'm fucking alive anyway so maybe, maybe I'm fuckin' fine actually and you're just being a bitch."

"To protect you! Those weren't your friends, they're not visiting you even now! Sometimes, you have to make sacrifices to protect your real friends. Play the villain."

"You can't make sacrifices for other people, Paramin, that's not how anything works, you are a dumb bitch and I hate you."

She laughs. "You sure about that? Because it seems like I did it."