// 033. [video]
[Unusually subdued, or possibly just the cell she's currently sitting in affecting her mood. Cross legged on the small bed, the shadowy stripes of bars in haphazard patterns across her face as she leans into the screen (careful inspection may reveal the figure of a dark haired girl in the next cell), adjusts it, swallows and speaks.]
I know you're not big on the magic of friendship, but I thought at least you'd show up to...
[She breaks off, chewing her lip a little. She already knows. She's done it so many times that it's like she can feel the absence of presence. Little lights guttering out somewhere, in a place she can't put a name to.]
...you're not even gonna tell me how ridiculous I'm being? You're not big on lectures either, but come on, man. Five words or less.
[Another moment, and she's looking offscreen, her arm flashing past and wiping at her face.]
Heine?
[She looks at the Forge again, and then down.]
Come on, Heinekins, I know you're---
[Gone.]
I know you're not big on the magic of friendship, but I thought at least you'd show up to...
[She breaks off, chewing her lip a little. She already knows. She's done it so many times that it's like she can feel the absence of presence. Little lights guttering out somewhere, in a place she can't put a name to.]
...you're not even gonna tell me how ridiculous I'm being? You're not big on lectures either, but come on, man. Five words or less.
[Another moment, and she's looking offscreen, her arm flashing past and wiping at her face.]
Heine?
[She looks at the Forge again, and then down.]
Come on, Heinekins, I know you're---
[Gone.]