First little lie ♰ Keep me breathing as the water rises up again

[beingdifferent]

[The first image the camera captures is a pair of large brown eyes, blinking sleepily before widening. They dart back and forth as their owner pulls the communicator back, showing a small pale face framed by dark curls, mouth curled into a frown. Zoom back a little more and the starry expanse from the deck is visible in the background.

The girl in the foreground bites at her bottom lip, licks it, looks around again before frowning at the communicator. She pulls it up closer, staring at the screen, and speaks one word with a distinct note of fear in her voice.]

...Mommy?

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[beingdifferent]

What are frails?

[lawofthejungle]

Anybody who breaks easy. Anybody I can kill.

[beingdifferent]

Could you kill yourself?

[lawofthejungle]

The fuck would I want to do that for?

[beingdifferent]

Could you?

[lawofthejungle]

Normally got a healing factor that takes care of that shit. So doubt it. But why the fuck would I want to?

[Yes he could. It's called drowning. But that's not his thing.]

[beingdifferent]

So you're frail here too.

[lawofthejungle]

How you figure?

[beingdifferent]

If you can die, you're frail. Isn't that right?

[lawofthejungle]

[Shhh don't remind him.]

I ain't a fuckin' frail, an' you better quit that kinda talk if you don't want me to rip out your tongue for ya.

[beingdifferent]

[Esther immediately goes back into hurt-little-girl mode, her face crumpling and tears welling up in her eyes.]

Please don't say such awful things to me!

[lawofthejungle]

[Reallyyyyyy come on kid cut it out. He's not moved by tears.]

Then find somethin' else to ask about.

[beingdifferent]

[You might not be, but this is a public conversation.]

Who are you?

[lawofthejungle]

[Yeah and you think he cares what the rest of the frails think. He does not. Make as big a fuss as you want Esther. He IS a bad guy.]

The monster under your bed.

[Vic Rogue told you to play nice. This doesn't sound like playing nice.]