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[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[No recording. Envy doesn't want to talk to any stupid humans.]

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[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[The answer is slow in coming. He considers just ignoring it. He considers that for some time. But that might mean having a Belmont blundering around. And he is absolutely not up to that. Better to be to the point and boring.]

What do you want?

[atowncalledtreffy]

I want to know where you are. And I want to move you to my cabin.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

In Zero. Where I'm going to stay.

[atowncalledtreffy]

The doors are going to open next week. You're going to be hunted down and tortured.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[He doesn't see why an open door means he has to walk through it, but that's beside the point.]

So what?

[atowncalledtreffy]

So would it kill you to accept some help? You're going to get cornered down there.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Apparently I wasn't clear enough. I. Don't. Care.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah, I got that.

What the fuck do you care about? Dying? Getting out of here? Fading into fucking nonexistence?

I'm asking sincerely.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[He knows they've had this conversation before. Sure, he's missing, what, the better part of a year? But the time didn't pass for him like it did everybody else. He can see why it'd fade from a painfully organic human brain, but to him he was on the barge and feeling more or less like this... weeks ago.]

That was my last idea. The false gate of truth. It opens to nothing and nowhere. Failed experiment. But the admiral and his precious little boat wouldn't even let me have the fucking nonexistence.

[atowncalledtreffy]

No, he fucking won't. Because he's a greedy asshole who wants your life and your allegiance.

If you want to fade from this ship, being everyone's whipping boy is the best way to fail. I'm trying to get you what you want.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[That feels like it must be an exaggeration. Two people who'll be back before the day's out. Fine, people around here love indignation. But two people can't have that many friends.]

And why is... your cabin supposed to change that?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Because I hate you, and nobody would think to look for you there.

I'm in Johann's cabin. Take mine; do what the fuck you want to it, I don't care. But use it to fade away; the way to lose the Admiral's attention is to be less interesting. You blow up a part of the deck, it pisses everyone off, and now everyone gets involved in your fucking redemption.

Fade away into obscurity, you'll disappear into nonexistence.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

The deck blew up?

[Huh. Well. He knew the circle would be unstable. Pity. He should have done it somewhere more interesting.]

I already have a cabin I don't use.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah. A lot of people died or got stuck in your hole. Infirmary was fucking packed, congratulations.

One that no one else knows about?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

I don't actually know where it is, but it was at the bottom of the ship last time. It's probably there again.

[atowncalledtreffy]

All right.

When your Zero door unlocks, I'll be there to walk you, make sure you don't get set on fire along the way or something.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Wish you wouldn't.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah, same here.

Fucking wait for me, all right?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

I don't have anywhere better to be.

[He really would stay in Zero indefinitely. It's wonderfully quiet.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

Mmn.

You might be Admiral-cursed too when you come out. Not my doing.

If you see a blonde-haired guy in an eyepatch hanging around, that's my inmate Dimitri. He'll be shadowing me a bit.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Oh, I know him.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Envy, jesus christ.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

I barely started that fight.

[atowncalledtreffy]

...Actually, I believe that.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Anyway. You could always both leave me alone.