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crystal | letters | in-person

That's hurtful. I'm very hurt.

( She's not, remotely. )

I know you are.

You shouldn't sound so smug. I was goin' to ask you for a favour in my heroic tourney bullshit, but now my feelings are real hurt.

Oh, well, I don't do favors. So you're better off not asking.

You're breakin' my heart, Sarah. What am I gonna do without a pretty ribbon to tie to the armour I don't have?

Maybe you'd be better off asking someone who's got a pretty ribbon, mate.

It sounds like you're expectin' me to be logical. The odds on that ain't great, gotta say.

Yeah, I'm figuring that out.

My condolences.

Better you and your weirdness than more of these medieval douches. My sister's girlfriend talks like someone out of The Canterbury Tales.

Oh, wow. What a pretentious cunt.

( really tho )

All her girlfriends are.

[ I MEAN okay Sarah has only ever met two of them but whatever ]

Ouch. Does she have better taste when it doesn't come to girlfriends, or do you just not trust her opinion on anything?

I trust her opinion on almost anything else.

Even music?

[ Sarah thinks back on the music Cosima had put on at Felix's. ]

Anything besides girlfriends or music.

( She laughs quietly, very entertained. )

She's not into country music or something, is she?

No, more like trance shit, I think?