charging... clear!

[remem_b_er]

L. Oh L.

*B is prowling the halls, for the first time, obviously not human any more.*

Come out, come out.

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[tickle_me_el]

[He's been in his room for the past twenty-four hours, although he's not quite sure why. It's not the sickness - if he was going to get sick, he would have by now and he hadn't suffered much more than a cough, at any rate. Maybe it's the confusion. But now, when he hears the noise outside his door, he moves outside.

Looking around the empty hallway:]

Hello?

[remem_b_er]

Hello? Hello?

You and your stupid questions.

[tickle_me_el]

It... wasn't a question. Not really.

[remem_b_er]

Your stupid, biting, prodding questions and your stupid, nasty tests.

[tickle_me_el]

[He stares.]

What tests, Beyond?

[remem_b_er]

Everything you do.

[tickle_me_el]

What do you mean?

[remem_b_er]

Everything you do has a motive. Everything you say is so falsely casual. Always sticking your nose where you don't belong.

[tickle_me_el]

People should have motives. They don't have to be bad ones, Beyond.

[remem_b_er]

Yours are.

[tickle_me_el]

What do you believe them to be?

[remem_b_er]

Nosy.

[tickle_me_el]

I'm not denying my apparent nosiness, but in this instance - all I want to know is what you find so wrong about my behaviour.

[remem_b_er]

You won't leave me alone.

[tickle_me_el]

I'm not trying to hurt you; I don't see why you should want me to.

[remem_b_er]

You're doing it again. All your questions. Why should I want you to, what is wrong about your behaviour.