week 3 ( saturday );

[reidentify]

[Well, everything is a mess.

But Lief has wanted to talk to Vriska about something all day, regardless of the trial's outcome, and... in the end, the results haven't changed that. (And he has to focus on this, or else he'll be overwhelmed.)

So, as soon as he finds Vriska alone—]

You are the item role.

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[hypertoxic]

[ Vriska is quiet for a long moment. She doesn't look up at him, but the tugging on her hair slows. ]

... I'm sorry, Lief. I am just a little stressed out right now. You're not wrong, and I know that.

You may tell Magilou. I'm putting my life in your hands, and hers, too.

[reidentify]

It seems that it goes both way. [...] And for what it is worth, I hope that you and your fellow Sirens get along—though I will not ask you to confirm that, of course.

[But he hopes that Vriska can at least find solace with them, if no one else.]

[hypertoxic]

... something like that, [ she'll mutter, and the tugging on her hair stops entirely.

With a great big sigh Vriska will sit up straight and tug her hair back over her shoulders, then fix him with a look. ]

I am still really gross from tackling Laura, so I am going to clean off. Go let Magilou know what's happening. You'll be able to find me if you need me, but I am going to stay away from the village for most of the week. If it's urgent, let Jinah know. She'll know where I am.

[reidentify]

... Very well. Try and get some rest, Vriska.

[hypertoxic]

Rest? [ That gets a laugh. ] I'm a ghost, Lief. I don't sleep. But I appreciate the sentiment!