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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[tongueamok]

[Carlisle goes absolutely white -- well, whiter than he already was, given the tremors, the ink, and the fact he just looks kind of sickly anyway.]

Oh, ah. Slip of the tongue. Surely not. Not unless the false gods brought one in.

[circumitus]

Interesting slip. What, you have those in your world? For real?

[tongueamok]

Well, yes.

[He pauses.]

I... assume by that question that you don't.

[circumitus]

No.

[See that face, Carlisle? That is the face of someone who thinks you're full of shit.]

[tongueamok]

[He does see that face, and sighs.]

What? What is that look for?

[circumitus]

[Whatever it is, he doesn't trust her enough to share. Despite all his talk of obligations and debts before, why would he have any reason to? He clearly didn't know her that well before, and he hardly knows her now.

[Rather than being forthright in her answer, she just huffs.] Nothing.

[Just disappointment, son. Or something.]

[tongueamok]

[And that just frustrates him more. He coughs, his throat dry, and made drier by his irritation.]

You know, when someone says it's nothing, they generally mean it's 'something.' What, do you think I'm lying about there being vampires in my world? Why would I lie about that?