Audience: Sheila Hammond

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Comments

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Thanks. I enjoy hugs.

[Unlike so many characters in this game... Unfortunate. She pats their arm a little, trying to be comforting.]

So... How's everyone?

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Me too.

[they like to be touched, really. a little sigh, and then:]

... I guess bad? It's just bad vibes. For a bunch of different reasons.

[toesies]

... I'm sorry. [Genuinely. Bad vibes suck even when Furbys are happening.] Anything I can do to help? You know, short of dropping dead for a second and final time.

[She says this jokingly, but. Whew.]

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[ahhh, they seem to wince at that.]

I, uh. I don't want that to happen. I don't want you to drop dead. And uh, I don't think any of you guys owe me anything, so I'm not going to ask.

[toesies]

Hey, hey. I was joking. [Terrible joke, Sheila.] And also, it is so not about owing anyone anything. This shit sucks, plain and simple.

[probe]

It does. It's really sucked. Sucked is an understatement! Of the millennium, even!

[... a sigh.] This wasn't how I was going to do things.

[toesies]

[Nodding along because, yeah. Wrath is so valid.]

How would you have done things?

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I don't... know. It didn't really seem like we had any other options.

If you knew from the start, it'd just kill all of us, I feel like.

[toesies]

God. What a terrible— whatever it is. [Baby? Furby? Burby?? Whatever.] And now that we know... Wait, is it even safe for us to be talking about it right now?

[probe]

It's probably fine. It isn't going to screw with me right this second, anyway.

[toesies]

Ohh... I don't like the sound of that, anyway.