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The memory appears on any screens nearby. [He pulls out his phone.] What they call these, and the device you put your team color into. Any black glass kind of thing is likely a screen. [He puts the phone back and focuses on detaching the handle.]

It also doesn't matter how much you get away from screens, it'll play on the nearest ones even if you're out in the middle of the bay or something. Public means there is a chance someone is going to see.

[ So. Not ideal for if you don't want random people knowing your business. But also.. minmaxing. She taps a finger in the crook of her arm once more and then exhales, asks instead: ]

So which do you do?

Public.

What was probably one of my worst memories got broadcasted pretty early, that was my own fault, so I didn't see much point spending the extra points for private stuff.

[And he had chosen public early on because he knew he had trouble connecting to people, his early freak outs were too obvious that he had a Problem, so he thought it was a way to try and counter act any potentially shutting people out.]

[ She thinks about asking about that. But decides not to. It sounds like... She'll find out eventually anyway.

It weirdly helps solve her own thoughts. Embarrassing seems to be like - normal. She'd rather do it on her own terms. Pulls out her own phone with a frown. It's the stubbornness to to know that outweighs possible embarassment when she finally exhales and asks: ]

When you're done - would you join me?

[ She's not asking him to get his own memories, just for her - Because in her head it makes sense (and no, she's not worried, thanks -) ]

[He looks up at that.]

[Then he nods.] Of course.

Do you want me to take one too? [Because he'll offer. It was only fair.]

[He grabs a handle he was using for a project for Korone. She's...gone now, but the quality is good, he just needs to shorten the length.]

[ Another half shrug - trying to appear more nonchalant than she feels. She doesn't think she can distrust him, but she's still. Wary. ]

I'll leave that up to you.

All right.

Just let me know if you want me to go first or second. There is always a little risk in order, we can't predict what the memory will be, and some can hit pretty hard. The remembering is pretty intense.

[Since. Its a fair Warning.]

[Cutting and sanding down the end to get it properly finished.]

I can handle it.

[ She does not in fact know this, but what else would she say? ]

Can you?

[ It might be taken as a challenge, but her tone isn't of that. She doesn't actually want him to think he has to. ]

I would say yes, but I also know tempting fate is a bad idea.

So its a possibility.

Well, that's good enough for me.

[ That's definitely a 'what's life without a little danger' kind of tone she has there, but she'll be quiet to let him work or say something else. ]

[HE HAS DONE IT ONCE TOO MANY TIMES, he knows.]

Fair enough.

Did you want to ask anything else? Because I should just need to sharpen this after the handle.

[ LOOK!! She has to believe she can do it! ]

[ The question doesn't exactly earn a pause, but she does frown a little more deeply. There's plenty of questions she could ask, but she's still sorting through them. Makes a face as her hair falls back over at the gesture. ]

Oh, only about a dozen of them. But most of them are ones I should figure out on my on.

All right. If you think of something else, feel free to ask.

[All right, that should seal the wound. A nicer leather strap to wrap around and he's moving over to the grindstone, hitting the pedal to start its turn.]

Yeah, sure.

[ She's almost tempted to stay mum since the process of grinding is a bit loud. Let's it be for a good minute before deciding, testing the waters: ]

What about you - is there something you want to ask?

[ Not that she knows or has anything on him, but it seemed right to ask after... Yesterday. ]

[He starts grinding after she asks, mostly because grinding IS very loud and he gets through a few passes.]

[Then pulls away, wiping down the edge and looking it over as he does ask.] How are you getting along with Avante?

Besides Suoh, I imagine that hasn't been pleasant. I had to promise to be his coffin maker just to make sure no one actually tries to bury him. [Since there is obviously no coffin being made in here.] He's under a status effect.

Fine, I guess? [ She does in fact sound dubious, but she's not entirely sure she's a good teamplayer :u

But ah yes the mention of hawk, she makes a breath of a sound that's somewhere between exasperation and a laugh. ]

Yeah, that kid. Robin was recovering from something too and he was just proclaiming he was dead... Honestly, with everything going on I just went with it.

[ Until someone explained later but honestly, it just. Seemed better to go with it everything else was magic??? And they talked about regrowing limbs? And Hawk was earnest it didn't help. ]

Yeah, sometimes that's all you can do with status effects. If they're not causing any actual harm, sometimes the best thing is to let it work through their system.

Hopefully they'll be able to give a better impression when they're themselves again.

[Okay, grind grind grind, buff and check.]

Did you get to do anything fun yesterday?

Hopefully.

[ She agreed, wary on the matter. ]

[ There's a small pause at the question as she considers it. She's not suspicious of him just yet in this regard so - ]

One of your unitmates took me for a flight around the city.

[ Which feels less weird than it sounds, but yknow. ]

Oh? Red hair, white hair, black hair, or blonde?

Red. Caeli.

Hmm, that sounds about right. He's been here the longest after me, and pretty sociable.

Did you enjoy it? [Will wait for her answer before more grinding.]

[ ... ] Yes.

[ A beat, ] But I'm sure you already knew that.

[ Notably, not an accusation. ]

....well, I had an inkling. I didn't know the status of any fear of heights you might have had.

[He shrugs with a sheepish look and then gonna grind the other side.]

I wasn't worried about that.

[ Because she wasn't... She just doesn't back down from a perceived challenge. ]

[ His question does bring up another one that she decides need to be asked. Since she's not convinced he put Caeli up for it, but even so - ]

So just how many people know who I am?

[ The 'knows more about me than I do,' goes unsaid ]

[He absolutely didn't. Well, not specifically. He just told Caeli he thought he and Astrid would get along.]

[There is a pause in his grinding. Then he focuses on it for A Bit.]

I believe....eight people who are still here who have seen my memories and thus likely have seen you. Its about half of them who saw anything of real substance.