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[shitheads]

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[screeches]

What angers him is frustrating prey.

Do you intentionally upset my ancestor in trials?

[shitheads]

Not intentionally...

Maybe we could try getting along better, he seems to like you, and maybe he'd see me in a better light?

[screeches]

You only wish to befriend me in attempt to be in his good graces?

I'm no tool for you to use!

[shitheads]

No, yeah you're right. Alright look, I'm sorry, you're not just a tool. I'm a tool for suggesting that.

I think I want to be your friend because you seem nice outside of trials, which I can't say about everyone on your side of things.

[screeches]

Who told you that I was nice?

[ citation!! needed!! ]

[shitheads]

No one. I mean we're having a nice conversation so far, and you seem really protective of your grandpa, that's gotta count for something.

[screeches]

[ she would die for her gramps steve. speaking of: ]

He is my ancestor, not grandfather. We're separated by centuries.

What do you want out of our conversation?

[ ... except that she does call him grandfather, but mainly as a nickname. steve doesn't need to know that, though. ]

[shitheads]

Wow, I actually had no idea. I guess that makes sense considering you know about pizza and ice cream.

I'm not really sure yet, is there anything you want out of it?

[screeches]

[ a long pause. what can steve give in exchange for a conversation? ]

Your first aids kits, but how do I know you will deliver?

[shitheads]

You don't but I promise I'll bring them, I've got a few to spare, I collect them.

If I don't I'll let you sacrifice the hell out of my ass the next couple trials. But you won't, since I'll deliver.

[screeches]

[ another long pause. interesting. ]

Deliver it, then, should you be able to slip past my ancestor and arrive at the estate unharmed.

I grant mercy on intruders depending on their intent. My ancestor does not.