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[brannewbrains]

Okay, I give up. What's a host club? What can we expect if we show up to this thing?

[ besides yet more twister-tossed sparkles, of course. ]

And did anyone get one of those confessions? I'm still trying to work out if those are as important as folks here seem to think they are.

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[brannewbrains]

Right. But I'd still rather be safe than crazy or dead again.

[ is it clear how much he hates everything? ]

[tailforbrains]

Then watch your step and don't go opening any doors that look spooky.

[She pauses, then adds, a little less confidently,]

I died that night, too, you know.

psychic protection = activate

[brannewbrains]

[ there's quiet for a few moments, then she may note some of the background chatter cut out, then: ]

I'm sorry, Neeshka. Do you want to talk about it or...

[tailforbrains]

[There's a vague sense of annoyance, embarrassment, and guilt on the other end of the telepathic "line".]

I'm fine, gods. It's not exactly the first time I've died, though it was the most embarrassing. Mostly I just felt like an idiot for letting it happen. Sabetha did it, you know, and we were something like best friends in that place. Or something.

[Something like, anyway.]

[brannewbrains]

[ something, sure. ]

Well, sorry if you’re ego’s damaged, then. I'm still getting used to this dying thing, so if you have any tips that'd be great.

[ is he serious? who even knows. ]

[tailforbrains]

[If he's not serious, too bad. She's taking him at face value, there, or at least trying to offer halfway decent advice.]

Well, remembering that you come back again helps a lot. I mean, dying's pretty awful, sure, but it's not exactly the end. Back home it was resurrection spells and such, but here it's Trumps wanting us to keep fighting the good fight and all that.

[There's the sense of a shrug to her mental voice.]

I think that's more reliable than hoping one of your friends decides you're worth a spell like that, anyway.