[ She seems to find no objection to how he calls her, nodding her head and keeping up a brisk pace in getting out of this place. Creepy was getting too commonplace both inside and outside of ViViD.

She wasn't sure what that meant for the future. Maybe the fight was going to be on top of them before too long. Regardless, she turns her mind away from images of blood and violence, shying away from them until she needs to face them in truth. He sighs nice and long, she sighs out short and soft, craning her head back to look up into the sky. Humidity makes wearing her raincoat less of a pleasant option, but she also didn't like being drenched. There was a balance in there somewhere. ]

That wasn't one of the better moments. You'd probably have liked the watermelon a lot more.

[ Not because she thinks he's new, but because she does know he wasn't there. ]

Let's work on having a better day from here on forward.

[ No more fake dead people. Please, no more of them. ]