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[thanks she hates that]

... Not good....

[you don't say - but she will walk a few more steps and peer down]

Water...? [and she'll step toward the counter] There is - беспорядок... Big mess. Everything tipped...

[ . . . ]

Nia wanted to learn more cooking.

You think she might have been in here near curfew...?

[It isn't exactly a happy thought. He didn't know her too well, but she seemed sweet, and this... With a sigh, he turns towards Anya. If she knows that much about her...]

Were you friends? I'm really sorry.

[anya pauses at the question even as she looks at the counter, trying to take everything in

her answer is a little delayed, but she will turn to hunter with a small, forced smile]

... we did not talk a lot - but I want to be friends. Um... Прошедшее время? ... Wanted.

[already switching to past tense is... hard,]

... please do not worry about me.

...Would it help if I said it wasn't just you?

[That he's worried about, that is. He's going to guess the answer is no, but...]

[ . . . she looks down briefly, letting the smile drop]

.... Hunter is very nice. To have a big heart... important.

[ . . . ]

But - Толстая. Me being here... People are scared with that. For me to be scared, or make them worry more for me... It feels...

Heavy. I do not want to be heavy.

Well - hey, no matter what, I promise you aren't making me do anything. My arm isn't being twisted.

[He gets what she means, though, and that feeling of not wanting to be a burden... It's probably a common one, but it's definitely something he knows.]

I get what you mean, but... If you ever do need someone to talk to, I promise it isn't so heavy.

[she pauses a little bit at that before giving him a smile]

A hug after cleaning - maybe?

[that's her compromise - she feels nervous not having the words for things that she wants, but she's hardly going to be against receiving a little comfort]

[He nods.]

Yeah. Whatever you need.

[And then, surveying the room again:]

Where should we start?

[she pauses briefly before going through everything - ]

Mm... wiping down maybe...

[she'll also start to try righting the appliances so that they can actually be standing again instead of having fallen]

[Assuming there's a garbage can, he goes to drag it over so he can start dumping some of the ingredients that have been tossed around inside.]

If you find anything else weird while you're doing that, holler, okay?

[she's going to nod - and then get to work!! when it comes to trying to get the slime off the floor, she uses a paper towel but

it sure isn't budging]

Почему.... Cannot be cleaned...? But dirty...

[He turns towards her again as she speaks, frowning for a moment before:]

... Last week, Beau said she could see fur and blood on the staircase, but nobody else could. I wonder if it’s the same as this. Some kind of illusion, or something only we can see...?

[thanks she hates it

there's a frown]

.... So... to clean is to do nothing?

Maybe it’s better in a way. I mean, leaving everything the way it is means that no evidence gets lost, right?

[He isn’t sure whether that’s comforting, but.]

[she pauses]

But... can people eat...?

[maybe they'll just have to eat what peach makes but some people don't like that]

Well - if it is like it was for Beau last week, maybe no one but us sees the mess.

[He might not be 100% on that, but he doesn’t want her to worry too much.]

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