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yeah ill get sesame to wait for you outside

[why did it take him so long to respond, now she's worried]

ok i'll be there soon

[actually she's already on her way]

[Sesame meets her at the corridor leading to the Forge cabins, and immediately trots over to roll over on his back in front of her. If she was walking that's not his problem. Pet him. He's more important.]

[well obviously she can't NOT pet him. it's sesame he must be given all the love.]

[Sesame mrrows happily, squirming under her hand. He can't stand his dad's nervous energy so they should both just stay out here thanks!!!]

[sorry sesame she's going to pick you up and knock at the door because she does want to meet your dad]

[You are the WORST AUNT IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE he mashes a paw into her face. Two paws. He's upped his ambitions to four and his tail when Yingxing opens the door wearing a beanie and sunglasses and mask.]

...hey.

[she releases the cat to get a better look at her brother]

Why are you dressed like that?

[The sound of Sesame's paws skittering off fill the awkward silence.]

I'm. I. I'm allergic.

To what?

[Man standing emoji.]

...come inside first at least.

[comes inside...]

Is something wrong?

[He motions her into the kitchen, taking out eggs and flour and other things...]

Don't freak out.

[There's a sigh, and he turns to face her, removing his mask and sunglasses. Instead of the lavender eyes he'd been born with, now his eyes are a bright, bloody red, pupils glinting gold.]

Are those... contact lenses?

[He looks around and. Takes out a kitchen knife.]

No.

[He puts the knife on the counter in front of her.]

Just in case shit happens.

Um.

What?

[she is so confused.]

So your eyes changed? Is it because of some kind of weird Blessing or something? And what's the knife for?

Those - the prizes. From the performances. I've been looking at them and I keep on seeing weird shit and don't look at them do you understand.

[He's coming closer with every fragment of the sentence, looking haunted.]

Oh.

Um.

I just finished looking at all the ones I have a little before you messaged me.

Look at me. [He's going to look over her, see if anything's changed so obviously like his eyes.]

[she stays very still and faces him. not a single physical change to be seen!]

I've tried to kill four people so far.

...Why?

That's the thing. I don't know. Those visions show me someone who has my face and sometimes - he takes over. Shit. It's ridiculous, right?

[He reaches for her-- to draw her into a one-armed hug.]

What if I hurt you next?

[hugging him tight]

Is that what that knife is for? Are you saying you want me to use it against you if you try something bad?

I'm a lot stronger than you.

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