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[cullscuttlefish]

[There's something off about Feferi when she gets on the network - when has she ever had good news to announce? - but it's not the blinding rage or crushing silence that had been there before. It's clear that she's been crying; the tear stains on her cheeks are all too telling. But when she speaks, her voice isn't as wavery as it could be, for someone who's been upset.]

...Eridan Ampora is no longer here. I checked, and there's a gravestone for him. There's not a whole lot more I can say, reely. What do you say when you grew up as close as you cod be with someone and then they were gone? Just like that. Yeah, I know, he was never the eelsiest perchson to get along with, and I know what happens further down my timeline back home. But this plaice changed even him. I wanted to believe that if we suddenly got taken back to that moment with our memories intact, somefin would have changed.

[She pauses, having only just realized she was tensing up so hard it hurt.]

I always said I wanted to make a betta world for everyguppy out there. And I still think...even with all the pain. Even if I know that bastard Jason would like nofin betta than to get me under the knife again this month, even with that crazy beach Ruana running this plaice...I still haven't lost hope.

There's something out there that's betta than this plaice. I know it. And I know we'll find it.

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[cullscuttlefish]

[She's just going to ignore all of that and go straight to those stitches.]

...what the shell happened to you, Gamzee?

[hystericull]

[His smile fades to a look of vague displeasure.]

Had some stuff fixed what's was broke.

[cullscuttlefish]

With a row of stitches across your forehead. You don't possibubbly mean you asked someguppy here to go into your brainpan and mess with it, right? Please tell me you didn't do that, that you would have let one of us kelp you...

[hystericull]

[He shrugged simply, and his tone was light.]

Ain't nothin' all what you motherfuckers be owing my ass. Ain't no sense delving nook-deep in squishy purple pan for not fucking nothing in the returns.

[He smirked, holding his hands up placatingly.]

'Sides, you really be knowing anythin' 'bout slicing up at a brother's nug?

[cullscuttlefish]

I wasn't saying 'let one of us mess with your thinkpan'. I meant 'help you get through what was hurting you'. You weren't so far broken that we couldn't have reeled you back.

[hystericull]

[He meant to scoff, but it came out as another laugh.]

Really, princess, you all gotta motherfuckin' get that savior complex checked the fuck out.

[Oh, the irony.]