I know how to send you home. I've said as such to others.
[The other things, sure, he's guilty of at least- but everything is always fixed in the end, isn't it.]
I've always answered every question asked of me to the fullest extent of my abilities with the exception of questions relating to the Door. As far as trust is concerned... many of you openly plot for our deaths. In this post you've shown me, I can count several of you already planning on working with the Null. Is that worthy of my trust?
Right, okay, my mistake. That you won't tell us how you can send us home.
[ Because they're needed. Which isn't a fact Rose minds, honestly, but... She gets why it chafes other people. ]
Ugh, okay, so. Like bits and pieces? To individual people? I'll have to... ask around, I guess. [ She thinks Mello was trying to compile everything, too. Maybe she'll hit him up about helping, after all. ] Why is it so hard for you guys to make a PSA about the shit that matters, jeez.
[ Not... directed specifically at him, but. COMMUNICATION, YA'LL SUCK AT IT. Not that she isn't a giant hypocrite for thinking as such. ]
Okay, but, like. Fuck those other people. [ Wow. Harsh. ] Do you trust me? Just me, just Rose. That's all I'm asking.
Why is it so hard for you to communicate with one another?
[He retaliates, calm as ever.]
Different things matter to different people. I couldn't possibly anticipate all of the questions I'm asked.
[But more to the point, he eyes her at the question, quiet for a moment.]
Do I trust you enough to answer your questions? Of course. I answer every question I can. Do I trust you, now that you've told me that my options are trust you or be killed? Less likely. [He shrugs. It's the honest truth, at least.] I'm working with you. That's enough.
Touche, [ is all she says to that. Rose knows she's basically the pot calling the kettle black, but.
She waits for his answer in a moment of stifling silence. When he gives it, her expression is surprisingly placid. Rose can have on helluva poker face when she needs to. It hurts. She's not going to pretend that it doesn't; part of her wonders if he can feel that it does.
If it came down to it, Rose would probably give her life for Sorrow. For the gods. At least if she died trying to save them, it'd be for a purpose. A reason. Her death would have meaning. Even if he doesn't trust her, he doesn't have to. She'd still do it.
After a notable pause, the blond suddenly sports a winning smile to mask the strange, bitter pain causing her heart to ache. ] Alright, well, that's fair! I'll, uh. I'll be in touch, then. Maybe once we compile everything we need to I'll get back to you. Or if there's any other Null updates.
Thanks for taking the time to talk with me, dude. Sorry for disrupting your schedule.
[ She might hastily trying to exit stage left. Also perhaps reciting a mental mantra of 'Don't cry, don't cry-' as she does. It's fine. She'll be fine. ]
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I know how to send you home. I've said as such to others.
[The other things, sure, he's guilty of at least- but everything is always fixed in the end, isn't it.]
I've always answered every question asked of me to the fullest extent of my abilities with the exception of questions relating to the Door. As far as trust is concerned... many of you openly plot for our deaths. In this post you've shown me, I can count several of you already planning on working with the Null. Is that worthy of my trust?
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[ Because they're needed. Which isn't a fact Rose minds, honestly, but... She gets why it chafes other people. ]
Ugh, okay, so. Like bits and pieces? To individual people? I'll have to... ask around, I guess. [ She thinks Mello was trying to compile everything, too. Maybe she'll hit him up about helping, after all. ] Why is it so hard for you guys to make a PSA about the shit that matters, jeez.
[ Not... directed specifically at him, but. COMMUNICATION, YA'LL SUCK AT IT. Not that she isn't a giant hypocrite for thinking as such. ]
Okay, but, like. Fuck those other people. [ Wow. Harsh. ] Do you trust me? Just me, just Rose. That's all I'm asking.
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[He retaliates, calm as ever.]
Different things matter to different people. I couldn't possibly anticipate all of the questions I'm asked.
[But more to the point, he eyes her at the question, quiet for a moment.]
Do I trust you enough to answer your questions? Of course. I answer every question I can. Do I trust you, now that you've told me that my options are trust you or be killed? Less likely. [He shrugs. It's the honest truth, at least.] I'm working with you. That's enough.
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She waits for his answer in a moment of stifling silence. When he gives it, her expression is surprisingly placid. Rose can have on helluva poker face when she needs to. It hurts. She's not going to pretend that it doesn't; part of her wonders if he can feel that it does.
If it came down to it, Rose would probably give her life for Sorrow. For the gods. At least if she died trying to save them, it'd be for a purpose. A reason. Her death would have meaning. Even if he doesn't trust her, he doesn't have to. She'd still do it.
After a notable pause, the blond suddenly sports a winning smile to mask the strange, bitter pain causing her heart to ache. ] Alright, well, that's fair! I'll, uh. I'll be in touch, then. Maybe once we compile everything we need to I'll get back to you. Or if there's any other Null updates.
Thanks for taking the time to talk with me, dude. Sorry for disrupting your schedule.
[ She might hastily trying to exit stage left. Also perhaps reciting a mental mantra of 'Don't cry, don't cry-' as she does. It's fine. She'll be fine. ]