Oh, oh god, no. No. [But after the exhale of horror, he denotes that overheard resentment.] She works at my institution, but I'm hardly more than an agitated acquaintance of hers.
It's complicated. [ and she's still bitter about the whole thing, no matter what thin understanding her and danger have come to. ] An' not really any of your business. Sounds like y'got your own problems with her t'figure out anyway.
Honestly? I don't know. We stopped bein' able t'really talk a long time ago. I guess the bot made 'im feel safe -- like maybe he could care about her 'cause she ain't weak and vulnerable like humans are.
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[A much longer, increasingly chillier beat -- the realization hits.]
Wait.
I do know that name.
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[ lil's not the type to hide her resentment. ]
What, y'friends with that goddamn bot or somethin'?
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Y'think she's territorial now? Try lovin' the same man as her.
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[And he clears his throat. Like a manly man.]
So. Were you romantic rivals or is this a... Sordid affair sort of deal?
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[There's acid in his disbelief. He's still angry that Danger could ruin him in a second.]
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[He doesn't know you're into old dudes, Lil.]
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No. Nam.
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Oh. No, you mean Vietnam, don't you? Vietnam, how the place is pronounced.
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He was in Vietnam. Happy now?
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So are you insinuating that his presumed Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is what enabled his... Relationship? With Danger?
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