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[dont_tell_sansa]

[There is a very loud staticy noise tearing through the network, because Arya has now idea what the hell her device does. But she's nothing if not stubborn. And curious. And basically she is not giving up till she figures out this communicator thing

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[yeahscience]

Ow-- hey-- geez-- [All the static and shit is hurting his ears, getting to him in a way he's not so good at blocking out right now. He's about to start yelling, when he realizes there's a kid on the screen, a little... boy? girl? and softens.]

Hey -- hey, kid. Kid, can you hear me?

[dont_tell_sansa]

[Why is he calling for a baby goat. What is this. FORTUNATELY SHE HAS MADE CONTACT so contact number two is a little less jarring.]

Can you see me too?

[yeahscience]

[It's a... girl? It sounds like a girl.] Yeah, I can see you, I can hear you, everything.

[Jesse waves to his communicator screen -- a big wave, to make sure she sees it.] Can you see me?

[dont_tell_sansa]

I'm not blind. [But she is confused. What kind of clothes are you wearing, ser.] How are we talking?

[yeahscience]

They got like, smartphones here or something. [He taps the screen lightly.] Video chat. Just talk into the thing, here.

Now let's play nice with it, okay, because these things seem like they're expensive. And more importantly, when you bang it on the wall like that, it gives Uncle Jesse here a headache. Cool?

[dont_tell_sansa]

[What in the Seven Hells did you just say, Jesse.] I don't have an Uncle Jesse.

[yeahscience]

That's me. I'm Uncle Jesse. Or... just Jesse, whatever. That's not really the point.

Did you just get here? [The implications of her being here are just starting to hit him. He sets the communicator down on the little desk in his room, taking a deep breath.] Did something, um... happen, to you?

[dont_tell_sansa]

You're not my uncle. [Why yes, she is going to ignore your questions in favor of her own.] Why are you here?

[yeahscience]

Okay, fine. I'm not your uncle. Whatever. Geez. That's not the point.

[This, he takes as an opening -- Jesse's just self-aware enough to know he's probably not the dude who should be having this conversation with her, but like, someone's got to.

But his eyes are concerned, and his voice is surprisingly gentle for a hoodrat junkie.] Well, actually... I'm here 'cause I died. 'Cause somebody killed me. Do you know why you're here?

[dont_tell_sansa]

[So many people have been asking her that, she's not sure she wants to own up to the fact that she has no damn clue.

Also, died, what in the seven hells.] Yes. How did you die? [Why are you talking if you're dead. JESSE IS A WIGHT. :|]

[yeahscience]

[He's not convinced, anyway. Kids is a thing he knows, sort of. Well enough to know she could easily be lying.] I did something bad, so someone shot me.

How come you're here, kid?

[dont_tell_sansa]

I'm not dead. [Oh gods. Is she dead.] What did you do?

[yeahscience]

[Yeah. That's what he thought.] So you here to take care of people like me, then? Did they tell you that?

Something really bad. It's not important what.

[dont_tell_sansa]

[IS THIS A TRICK. WHAT IS THE RIGHT ANSWER.] Tell me. [She'll just ignore until she figures it out, yup. :|]

[yeahscience]

You sure you wanna know, kid? [He's not sure he wants to tell her. He doesn't want to tell anybody. He doesn't even want to admit it to himself.]

Why? You do something bad, too?

[dont_tell_sansa]

I asked, didn't I? [Oh gods, he knows. How can he know? He knows. Jesse, you have to die.]