[AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

[dinnerdate]

Uh... before the finger pointing starts, whoever died, I swear I didn't kill them.

[Someone found his present.]




...Rung? I found a box with your name on it. If you want it.

Comments

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

How long can someone stay friends with a cannibal?

Re: [Action]

[rungout]

As long as you want assuming you don't allow one thing to cloud your judgement of what else makes up that individual.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

Are you sure that applies for bots like me?

Re: [Action]

[rungout]

Very sure.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

...You know, you're pretty special, Rung.

[Action]

[rungout]

...Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

Good... For me anyway. I don't know about everyone else, but it's good. I think so.

I can't really have this kind of conversation with anyone else.

[Action]

[rungout]

Well as long as you think it's good, then I've accomplished what I set out to do.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

What you set out to do?

[Action]

[rungout]

I wanted to make you comfortable talking with me, and you seem comfortable. I want nothing more than to be your friend, Dead End.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

You are my friend... Figured I could trust you since you haven't told anyone about my diet.

[Action]

[rungout]

I had no intention of ever telling anyone, Dead End. It's your secret to tell as you see fit, not mine.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

Haven't had that kind of luck in the past. Like I said, you're special.

[Action]

[rungout]

I don't think I'm special.

[The use of that word actually flusters him a bit.]

I'm just not afraid to give others a chance.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

[For once an argument that Rung will not win.]

I do.

...Thanks for that.

[Action]

[rungout]

[He glanced at the other, knowing that arguing was pointless and there was a touch of gratitude in his gaze that melted into that soft look once more.]


You're welcome, Dead End.