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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, BARBARA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 816.19.528.16 *** wiggles has joined 816.19.528.16 <wiggles> Hello, this is Ima Wiggles. <wiggles> How can I get this machine to stop calling me Barbara? I don't go by that name anymore. <wiggles> If you'd like to speak with me please leave a message!

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[pawntakesking]

[Regulus is quiet for a long moment, scanning her face, his white eyes narrowing a little, his brow furrowing.]

[His voice, when he does speak, is quiet and apologetic.]

That's terrible. I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

[gourmandized]

[She doesn't go further into it, about the way she had to stand there and listen to many of them die, knowing someone of her size had no hope of running or hiding. Just waiting for her turn in line, then staring down the gold-plated barrel of Dandy's fancy little pistol and trying not to have a breakdown in her last moments alive. It's unnecessary to dwell on all that right now.]

Thank you. [She believes in the truth of this apology too, so there's nothing snide in her thanks.]

I'm relieved that the two of us can move on from here.

[pawntakesking]

[He smiles at that. It's still a little uncertain, and a little sad, but it's undeniably genuine. When he reaches over, touching her hand very briefly, his hand has been warmed by the tea and isn't quite as shadowy and cold as before.]

So am I.

Thank you. I'm not sure anyone's ever given me a second chance before.

[Besides the Fog. But he's got just about enough self-awareness not to turn this into a god thing.]