gatonina | Audience: Wei Wuxian

[LAUGH ANYWAY SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO LAUGH IN THE FACE OF MADNESS. Or maybe that's just the end result of madness. Either way.]

Hah, I didn't know what they were called until someone else went to play with them, but I knew how to use them. More importantly, they're a good shape for covering tracks! Better than baseball mitts or tennis rackets, at least. Though perhaps not as good as those hunting shoe covers...

[When will he get his Snoo....2!!]

[that's all they have left, it's terrible.]

You'd think by now people would've realized it, but...maybe it's a good thing they haven't. I'd rather you stay alive just a little longer, sorry to say.

[woof. no dead gremlins, thanks.]

[A GREMLIN WANTS TO BE DEAD SOMETIMES but a little less now, at least. Sometimes when you are a government assigned murderer, finding out you aren't alone and forming an extremely bizarre support network helps enough.

He laughs again anyway, kicking his heel against the side of Junpei's desk.]

No rest for the wicked, is that it? Hah... Well - I wouldn't want anyone new having to come up to speed at this point anyway, and I've never wanted to risk anyone else having to do this in my stead.

[And now it's all but confirmed that that's exactly what will happen, so unfortunately, he'll cling like a crusty little barnacle to life for as long as he's able.]

No good deed goes unpunished. May as well throw that in there, too. [but there's a half-hearted grin.] I don't blame you. If it were me you know I'd do the same if it meant one of the others didn't have to.

I know. A lot of us are like that, unfortunately.

[Horrifically self-sacrificial to a detriment, honestly... But it's part of why he loves his stupid demon friends so much.]

Or maybe fortunately? We've all done the best we could do and none of us have snapped yet!

[HE SAYS, SO CHEERILY, like Beau didn't ask like a week ago if he could kill her for their weekly pick.]

See, it's the "yet" part that kind of concerns me but I guess you've got a point. Think we can make it to the finish line like this?

[He just laughs at that because FAIR HONESTLY.]

We seem to be heading in that general direction, at least? Which is already miles better than how we were faring at this time in the last world.

You mean back when we had no idea which way we were even supposed to go? Yeah, no, I'd say we're way better off. I can feel it.

...I just hope it stays that way. That's all.

Haha, certainly it'd be much more devastating to fail after achieving this kind of hope!

[He says it cheerfully but only because he knows he'd just fucking snap if that happened! And possibly reenter a state of catatonia so maybe it'll be fine either way. You can't be miserable if you're just not mentally present!]

But we've been doing well enough just putting one foot in front of the other this whole time.

[me, reading that as a state of california and just nodding like a dumbass. but also, like, mood.]

It's how I survived all of the other games. Why should this be any different? [shrug!]

...how are the others? Do you know?

[yeah he's also just gonna leave for the state of cali if we badend]

Hah... What a thing to be an expert in. [He gives Junpei a very sympathetic look. As for that:]

Mm? I think just about everyone on this side is in a state of "well enough, or at least not dead" by this point.

That's...well, I guess I'm not sure what else I expected, but at least we aren't any worse off than we started. That's what counts.

A bit telling that that's our method of determining how well off we are...

[IT'S SO SAD but he just raises his shoulders. THEM'S THE BREAKS.]

One foot in front of the next, ah?

At least we know it's a good basis for judgment don't we? [NOT REALLY.] One foot in front of the next until we can all just collapse on the ground and not move for a while. That's my end goal.

[NOT REALLY, AT ALL, but he just laughs.]

Ah! Mine, too. I'd like to take a nice coma at the end of this all.

[Just

not even a nap. A wholeass coma.]

Uh...you don't think that's a little too extreme?

Nope. Several weeks of unconsciousness sounds good to me.

[We are only extreme in this house.]

...this is somehow even more concerning than most of the things I know about you.

[HE JUST RAISES HIS HANDS.]

If you don't want to be unconscious for a few weeks after this, I'd be surprised.

You really think anyone's gonna let me even if I ask?

Want me to try dragging you to my world? Nobody gives me trouble; you'll be fine wherever I put you.

[He says this teasingly, though. He knows Junpei's got a wildass world waiting for him...]

To be honest? I'm sort of afraid if I went back to your world you'd actually put me in the ground.

My days of burying people are over, fortunately for you!

[This is a terrible triple-pronged joke since 1) he buries his son like a radish, 2) he buries all his dead loved ones and 3) he buries all his enemies.]

...I know you meant for that to sound reassuring but somehow that's still terrifying.

Hm, hm... No idea why you'd think that!

[NONE AT ALL.]

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