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text IM SORRY SHE DOESN'T KNOW; @aa

[livingdeadgirl]

hi Kieran it's Ami
I think we may have to put our fishing lessons on hold unfortunately
something really gross is going on at the pond :(

[ and attached: a photo of the gross, algae-infested pond, taken from what she really hopes is a safe distance. ]

[VIDEO]

[sleepyhollowed]

[For a couple of moments, Kieran's just kind of looking at different parts of the screen, as if he's trying to figure out how it works... and how reality around him is working, what with how disoriented he is.]

[But he finally manages to focus on the screen. Barely.]

Hey, Ami, uh, it's not lookin' so good here. Not feelin' so good, either.

I don't mind skippin' our lessons fer now.

[Another pause as he looks away from the screen. He needed to ask her something important... but what was it...?]

Are you... are you stuck anywhere? Didja find someplace safe?

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[livingdeadgirl]

[ Ami comes onscreen looking very worried. Kieran looks really out of it, so it's pretty obvious he's not well even before he says anything... She nods at his question. ]

Yeah, I'm fine! I'm safe. Where are you? Are you okay? - You didn't touch any of that stuff, did you?

[sleepyhollowed]

Touch it? Nah.

[Breathe it in? That's a different story.]

Someone I never met before found me and the horses. We're headin' somewhere else, now.

...I think.

[He pauses, asks Qubit if they're there yet, and then turns back to Ami on the screen.]

...Between you and me? He ain't very nice.

[livingdeadgirl]

[ She catches only a glimpse - somebody in a hazmat suit? If he's not nice then it can't be Peter... Not like she knows everyone on the station, though, obviously. ]

I'm sure he's just trying to help. [ She's not sure, exactly, but it seems that way? ] Are you going to the medbay? You seem kinda...

[sleepyhollowed]

I dunno where we're goin'. He said it's better than here, though.

[The view shifts, showing brief images of horse snouts and worn-in denim, as Kieran adjusts his grip on the communicator.]

Hope there's room for the horses. I gotta take care of 'em. S'all I'm good at.

[livingdeadgirl]

That's not true, you are also a dab hand at OJ theft. [ She chuckles. ] Just stay safe, okay? And don't touch the fungus!

[sleepyhollowed]

[What is this? Actual encouragement? My goodness...!]

[Kieran smiles and nods.]

Yeah, sure! Don't worry. I won't touch anything.

You keep safe, too.

...

Don't talk to strangers.

[livingdeadgirl]

Kieran, that is literally how we met.

[sleepyhollowed]

And then we stole that juice from the poor bartender!

[Which is way funnier than it should be. Give him a second to stop laughing.]

[Okay, we good.]

That's what happens when you talk to strangers! You start... you start robbin' folks. Next thing you know, you're all roped up in a gang and then yer all runnin' from the law.

[livingdeadgirl]

[ She just thinks he's joking, of course. ]

Or worse - you end up playing Dungeons and Dragons!

[sleepyhollowed]

[Of course. This is all one VERY FUNNY JOKE.]

[Kieran doesn't respond for a bit. His brow furrows in confusion, and he glances to the side. It takes just a moment for him to return his focus to the device.]

I... do not know what that is, Miss Ami.

[livingdeadgirl]

[ She laughs. ] It's a pretend game. I'll teach you sometime. [ Assuming she can dig up a sourcebook, anyway. ]

[sleepyhollowed]

Okay.

[He fiddles with the device a little more.]

Once everything's put right, we'll get back to fishing lessons and game lessons.

[livingdeadgirl]

That's the spirit. Hang in there, dude.