video ● tenth reflection

[sweeperesque]

[At first, she's quiet for a little while. She opens her mouth as if she knew what to say before but now that the camera's rolling, she's second-guessing it. And so there's a pause before she starts talking.]

Matthew's gone.

[... and she looks a little confused, as if she never expected to say those words. They sound so foreign.]... sheesh. Can

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[countrybeloved]

[Silence]

... Sorry to hear that.

[sweeperesque]

[A wry grin.]

You and me both.

I think this place just got a bit more boring.

[countrybeloved]

[He returns it.]

I think I can appreciate boring right now.

[sweeperesque]

Really? I always thought boredom was a fate worse than death.

[She still stands by it, despite having died.]

What's been taking up your time that's so exciting, Zen?

[countrybeloved]

One word: Obi.

[sweeperesque]

And I have one for you too! Details.

[countrybeloved]

Ha ha, very funny.

Why don't we start with this: why did you have to place those weapons with paint all over the city?

[sweeperesque]

Because reloading every time I needed to would've given Matthew a chance to get away. [... A pause as she remembers that he's gone now- but she quickly recovers.]

Everyone seemed to have fun with them anyway! Which was the other reason I left them lying around.

[countrybeloved]

[He definitely noticed that pause, but if she wants to play the carefree card, he'll let her.

Besides-]

It. Wasn't. Fun. For. Me.

[sweeperesque]

[... pffff. Trying so hard to hold in laughter. He's so serious--]

Hit by one too many shots, huh?

[countrybeloved]

I wouldn't say that, but Obi apparently has a protective friend he neglected to mention.

[sweeperesque]

Does he? That's cute. It's nice that he's making friends at all.

... but go on. I'm going to assume you had a less than civil run-in with this friend.

[countrybeloved]

There was something about a basement and stale bread. I think I was too shocked over being attacked when I hadn't even done anything.

[sweeperesque]

[... fffff.]

Wow, that's horrible.

[She pities him, really. But that's kind of funny.]

[countrybeloved]

... I can just hear the sympathy in your voice.

[sweeperesque]

Oh c'mon, Your Highness. Don't tell me you're asking for pity!

I'm sure you got it resolved anyway?