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[oh god Ange tried so hard got so far... it's probably a good thing she didn't try for the roundabout route though, considering he might not have gotten it. PEOPLE EXPRESSING CARE IS STILL A NEW THING he's still touched oh no his cold black heart is touched...]

...I am, yes. Thank you. [ENJOY THAT ANGE it is probably like the second genuine thanks he's said in years. there's actually some detectable gratitude in his voice and everything! truly, it is a rarity.] You wouldn't know it, but if I hadn't been returned to normal, I wouldn't be able to hold the telephone.

W-well--!

[ Sorry, but when she's driven into a corner by her own social awkwardness she can't help but get a little tsunsnappy since even though he says "you wouldn't know it" she does remember him not being able to hold the cards back there.. her hand is clutching the phone so tightly that her knuckles are turning white, Ange please don't destroy it accidentally.. at least she did get to hear that genuine thank you, better take a picture so it'll last longer. ]

.. I wouldn't exactly put it beyond you to just go find another way to talk into it. You know, like making someone your slave so they can do it for you or whatever.

[tsunsnappy... it's okay, that is a mood he can understand well, and he doesn't even have good reasons for it. he also actually didn't mean that as a jab either, shockingly! he was hoping most people would think he simply didn't want his hand to be seen, not accurately assume that he was physically incapable of using them.]

I would have, certainly! It would be a horrid inconvenience for me on a whole, though. [and not for the person forced into phone holding servitude, apparently??] Just having to depend on others for those four weeks was enough to cure me of the urge.

So no phone slaves for you, got it. [ Phew. Okay, Ange, calm down and breathe, come down from your tsunsnappy cloud when there's no reason to be snappy at all.. ]

I just wanted to make sure though. My eye came back, but I figured that just regrowing an eye wouldn't that big of a deal if they can revive people too. So I didn't know if the same happened for everyone.

Fortunately not. [oh no he is vaguely amused JUST VAGUELY... but the amusement is definitely there...]

Oh my, are you trying to tell me that you lied about being rat food? [charles stop] Hm, hm... Well, we've all had a bit of good luck there in that everyone was returned to normal. [he's grateful, though, hearing that Ange had been returned to her original state too. that brings another, less pleasant thing to mind...] ...Have you scars?

[ charles can you ever let go of a joke

(the answer is no isn't it) ]

Sorry to say it, but I've managed to escape an untimely death for now, so you'll have to put up with me here a little more instead of at our afterlife tea party. [ and then a switch between a ridiculous topic and a completely serious one like it's nothing-- ] Thanks to that friendly doctor I've got a scar left across my eye, yeah. He practically clawed it out, so that's the mark that's left from it. I already told Ciel-san I'd make up some cool story like me having wrestled a bear or something like that, she said it might impress some people who came from the same place as her.

[the answer is indeed a big fat no...]

Ah, how disappointing. I was so looking forward to that nice party. [IT'S OKAY ANGE he transitions with just as much ease, how normal.]

Hah... It's a wretched thing, isn't it? Even if you come up with the grandest of stories for it. I suppose nothing can be done for it until we can return the gifts in kind, but that wait is going to be so looong. I'm already antsy! [SOMEONE'S BITTER.]

You really are still that pissed at him, huh? [ THAT'S AN UNDERSTATEMENT.. Charles' bitterness is so thick in his words you could probably cut it with a knife if you really wanted to at this point. ] Not that I blame you. I mean, he's one of the most annoying people I probably met, and that's saying a lot considering the population of this place.

.. It's probably going to be a real long while until that though, yeah. Kite doesn't show himself multiple times in a row quickly.

I have plenty of antagonistic feelings to spare. [ie yes, yes he is still that pissed. Charles is actually the champion of holding grudges, his longest one is three decades and counting!]

Calling him an annoyance is a kindness, honestly. ...But he certainly does seem to have a habit of ducking back into his shell as soon as he's been bested. All of the most irritating people do.

[ Seconding that, Charles. The most irritating people are always the ones you can never reach, it's pretty much the musical of her life. For a moment she's thoughtfully quiet though, before she asks-- ]

.. So you don't know what happened to him after all that? It's pretty much a blur to me since I was ushered out of that place and back here so quickly through all the fighting people.

Unfortunately, I was too busy being shot at to stop and hunt him down. [sure is a hard knock life when you're a tiny moth mutant. their respective life musicals are so tragic...]

I haven't the slightest where he went or whether or not he's dead, but I won't hold my breath. [which he's actually a tiny bit grateful for because he totally wants to be present when Kite dies a miserable death.] ...Though that does remind me, the soldiers all reacted so strangely to us. I have severe doubts that they know what's going on in that building.

[ .. Ack. It's a little awkward to hear. Honestly, as relieved as she had been when Senji had come to save her and even carry her away, she still was worried about the people she cared about she had left behind - and what Charles is telling her now only confirms her fears that they weren't left to a terribly great kind of escape. At least he seems fine now, but.. she still can't help but feel a little guilty all the same.

"Sorry." She can't say it out loud, but if she thinks it loudly enough, just maybe... ]

I guess they're probably keeping the people from this place in the dark about everything.. I mean, there's got to be quite some out there. That nurse said she had a son too and I haven't seen any kids around that place at all.

[if he knew she felt guilty he would beat her over the head with a book okay, no feeling bad!! Charles doesn't even feel bad for himself, though he's certainly angry that things had turned out the way they had. Abel died in that escape and hadn't returned, after all.

but for that exact reason he doesn't allow himself to linger on the topic.]

She was likely lying. Desperate people say desperate things.

[ Wow, she has an abandonment complex and survivor's guilt up the whazoo in general, let her have her moment regarding this without book beatings, Charles!! ]

.. She wasn't lying. [ Maybe it's just more that Ange wishes she didn't lie, but she still wants to believe in it. There's one thing you just don't lie about no matter what, and that's family. ] I mean.. there's no way. When a mother's concerned for her child, you can just.. notice it. That's how moms are. [ Funny considering Ange's mother didn't care for her at all.

But thankfully she herself doesn't know that. ]

[no the future for Ange is book beatings and only book beatings. that is so depressing... Charles, on the other hand, absolutely loathes everyone in his current family and feels distant at best toward his birth one, so the concept completely flies over his head.]

As I've said, desperate people do desperate things. If you need to act a certain way to gain sympathy if the only other option is eternal enslavement or a gruesome demise, would you not take it?

Well.. that really depends. [ Way to make this conversation fall even deeper into depressing topics, Charles! But then again, this one's mostly Ange's fault for.. being so.. well, Ange. Ange-y. There needs to be an adjective for this. ] Sometimes gruesome demises aren't the worst thing that could happen to you, after all.

But I was just saying it since I really want to know if that kid is somewhere out there. Trapped in a place like this with his mother probably dead.. and it's not like she was talking about a father.

[yeah he was just going along with the tide, totally innocent!! except he's not exactly inclined to redirect topics when they become a little too morbid, so it might indeed be a combined effort...]

I suppose. [he does agree with that much, at least, but feels that most humans have no ability to grasp the notion fully. how can they? to him, mortal things will almost always fear death the most.]

...Are you going to wonder about it? Wondering might lead to action, you know, and that won't end well.

It's not like I'm going away from this place to seek that kid out or anything. I wouldn't even know where to start, either way. [ Especially not since she was stuck in that hospital along with Charles and the others the entire time while the others went exploring. ]

.. I guess though.. if there's a chance sometime or whatever, I'd at least want to make sure he's okay if it isn't going to be too much of a pain in the ass. Call it a naive fault.

That's the kind of fault that could get a person killed, you know. Most likely a boring death, at that. [which is clearly the worst thing anyone could ever have to deal with... after a pause:]

But I suppose there are worse things still to waste your time on. I doubt the opportunity for you to check will ever arise, but if it does, hopefully I won't be in the right for once.

You probably will be in the right, knowing my luck.

[ And yet she's still stupid enough to go for it, go figure. Then again, Ange's been sort of desensitized towards death by now. The only thing she's worried about is that other people wouldn't be able to take her dying - even just temporarily - in this place rather than dying itself. ]

Don't worry though. I give you all rights to go around and said that you told me so if I do end up stupidly dying because of it one day. As a way to make up for you having to spend a while by yourself with boring people, I guess.

[this seems to get some genuine thought from him... because he clearly has to seriously weigh the benefits of being able to say I told you so against the pitfalls of being stuck without interesting company for a day. what a dilemma.]

I suppose that I'll accept this, then, but I would prefer if you not make me use it.

.. Would you feel a little better about accepting it if I said I'd rather hang in there for a while more so I can maybe have some more conversations with an old man?

[ She can't help but actually smile a little to herself as she says that, honestly.. Ange's weirdly fond of Charles in her own special way, especially after everything that happened back there in that hospital. ]

[that makes two, then...! two weirdly fond in their own special way, that is. he's not entirely sure what it is about Ange that he finds so easy to relate to or why he enjoys talking to her so much, but he isn't exactly the type of person to try figuring those things out, either.

instead, he's just content to know that the feeling is mutual. there's a soft sort of amusement in his tone when he speaks.]

Then I would have to say that your tastes would make up for your small slip in common sense. How fortunate for you.

Hmm. I'm g-- [ .. g.. lad... but okay, no, that's getting a little too embarassing, so even with a small half-smile on her face she tries to swallow the word down again as best as she can. ] .. Nevermind.

Well, I guess I should do other things though instead of just talking to weird old men who don't look old at all over the phone. Is it alright if we just talk again some other time?

[NERDS... nerds..... both of them are such nerds how have they lasted this long, really. luckily for her though he will let that remark pass without any teasing. golden rule and all!]

Indeed, indeed. There are so many pebbles and dirt stains to count, yes? [someone get them better hobbies] Do take care until we chat next. I'd hate it if you were to actually become rat food.

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