[The feed crackles on and we have a Polly, the wall of a jail cell behind her. Just kind of. Staring. Out at you.]
[Her expression is very serious.]
[She looks away, fidgeting, then back at you, mouth half open as if she's on the verge of SAYING SOMETHING and it's VERY IMPORTANT[Aaaannnnnnd looks away again, somewhere between being angry with
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All you can do is try.
[She's trying not to be too harsh, but yea...]
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[Blinks and gathers herself. This'll be a start anyway...]
I'm sorry for what I did to you.
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[Let's just keep this short]
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You're better now too, though?
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[Okay, she's just going to ask.]
Why are you green...?
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... Leftovers in the fridge.
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I'm sorry.
[Curious tilt of the head.]
What kind of leftovers do that?
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My roommate's leftovers...
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Yeah, I... Me too.
They must've been very strange leftovers...
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I already established the fact she can't cook yet I keep eating her food somehow...
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[That's how they did it and it seemed to work.]
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I will.
The police say I'll need to see the doctors in the psychology part of the hospital. I'll have to talk to them a lot, probably.
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