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Here 6 weeks.

[ Not that Maine's counting the days or anything. Nope. Certainly not.

(He totally is.) ]

Longest time? Average? [ Then: ] You?

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Seem like assholes.

[ That's the impression he's gotten so far. ]

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[knifecollecting]

They can be, specially for things that don't have assholes.

text (i am so sorry)

[bloodbathing]

[ They don't ... what? ]

How do they shit?

[ Agent Maine: asking the important questions. ]

text (i laughed)

[knifecollecting]

[Why is this her life now?]

they don't eat food. I bet they don't need to.

text (♥)

[bloodbathing]

[ Because EVERYTHING IS HORRIBLE, Jo. ]

What the fuck.

text (♥)

[knifecollecting]

[Sometimes.]

They feed on our emotions. That's why the food is so weird sometimes.

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Weird how?

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[knifecollecting]

They had mashed potatoes once that were sweet, like dessert. It was weird. That kind of stuff.

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[bloodbathing]

[ Sweet mashed potatoes...? ]

Weird. [ But: ] Doesn't sound bad.

text

[knifecollecting]

[It was unexpected. Jo really should just get used to nothing being "right", after all this time.]

I could live without it ever again.

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[bloodbathing]

Ever a repeat?

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i don't know. probably not with the mashed potatoes because a lot of us thought it was really weird.

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They cared?

[ About people's opinions, he means. ]

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[knifecollecting]

i think it's easier for them if we're happier.

[Except when Rage is involved, of course.]

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More compliant.

[ That's his guess at why the gods care about happiness. ]

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[knifecollecting]

Yeah, but I don't think they quite see it like that.

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[bloodbathing]

?

[ It's a request for elaboration, but it's also ... literally just a question mark. (Dammit, Maine.) ]

text

[knifecollecting]

[She assumes he wants to know how she feels, so he'll get it.]

I think some of them actually care about us. And they can control us, if they wanted to they could just have us compliant all the time.

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[bloodbathing]

Good point.

[ Unless controlling them would take more energy than it's worth. Maine's not sure how the gods' powers work. But he considers her opinion for a moment, weighing it before he follows up with (another) question: ]

Which ones care?

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[knifecollecting]

Sorrow, to a degree.

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[bloodbathing]

Only one?

text

[knifecollecting]

no, not just the one. they all kind of care.

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[bloodbathing]

[ "Kind of" isn't very convincing, especially when weighed against other things he's heard. But Maine decides not to push for details. ]

Roger.

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[knifecollecting]

[Well...He'll see.]

Good luck here.

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[bloodbathing]

Thanks.