Only to see if you prefer the sweetness before or after the poison, dear.
[Cantarella is going to start digging through her terminal, looking for the "benign falsehood" conversation that she once posted at the start of their first week here.]
You told me about this person on the forums. What you shared remained fresh in your memory and has yet to slip from mine. But the gossip around it all, on the other hand, was only that they "were a panda." [Though she's never seen such a creature, she had enough information to draw a picture in her mind. So... it is both good and bad. It's all based in those whispers, but the full context hasn't yet dissolved to flat rumor.]
[ honestly, lavi would never opt into taking any kind of poison if he had a choice. but he waits and listens to cantarella to explain her conclusions to him and he...doesn't know what to make of it. in ways it confirms some of his understanding of things but not in the best ways. ]
Isn't that what makes gossip good? Just having a grain of truth wrapped up with the falsities.
[ which, again, is something that she proved with her little test. he took part in it too, he can remember that. he can remember it so clearly and easily but his name... ]
Was that the sweetness that you had to share or am I still waiting on the poison?
[Because that's how it's often and best delivered, probably. She mixed the better conclusions with the worse ones.]
Though the bitter aperitif is that I lack the information to determine whether it's the gossip or you sharing the way you did that's kept the memory preserved. Your name—that is, Lavi [she fears she might lose it again if she doesn't saw it; it's already murky.]—is escaping you, but did you tell anyone your name directly?
[ damn. woman got him good and lavi can't even begin to feel bad for it. he appreciates how she works immensely. still, what she brings up does line up with what he has come to.
more or less. ]
I have. I did... I introduced myself a few times to people.
[ and yet the name, his name, is still one that he had to get from someone else. if it weren’t for them then who knows. when things are clear then they're clear but when they're murky then it's impossible. ]
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[Cantarella is going to start digging through her terminal, looking for the "benign falsehood" conversation that she once posted at the start of their first week here.]
You told me about this person on the forums. What you shared remained fresh in your memory and has yet to slip from mine. But the gossip around it all, on the other hand, was only that they "were a panda." [Though she's never seen such a creature, she had enough information to draw a picture in her mind. So... it is both good and bad. It's all based in those whispers, but the full context hasn't yet dissolved to flat rumor.]
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Isn't that what makes gossip good? Just having a grain of truth wrapped up with the falsities.
[ which, again, is something that she proved with her little test. he took part in it too, he can remember that. he can remember it so clearly and easily but his name... ]
Was that the sweetness that you had to share or am I still waiting on the poison?
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[Because that's how it's often and best delivered, probably. She mixed the better conclusions with the worse ones.]
Though the bitter aperitif is that I lack the information to determine whether it's the gossip or you sharing the way you did that's kept the memory preserved. Your name—that is, Lavi [she fears she might lose it again if she doesn't saw it; it's already murky.]—is escaping you, but did you tell anyone your name directly?
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more or less. ]
I have. I did... I introduced myself a few times to people.
[ and yet the name, his name, is still one that he had to get from someone else. if it weren’t for them then who knows. when things are clear then they're clear but when they're murky then it's impossible. ]