AUDIENCE: RAVEN

[retellers]

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[laid]

[That's a hell of a question.]

Hm. Well, I wouldn't say it's been all bad, but I don't think it'd be unfair ta say I've had more low points than most.

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... I'm sorry to hear that. I hope, at least, that the bright points have balanced it out even a little.

[laid]

[Thinks a long moment.]

I guess if I got the choice between having everything good and bad or losing it all... I'd wanna keep 'em. No offense.
[Given Goat's living the latter.]

[retellers]

[ they shake their head. ]

None taken. All of your memories make up who you are, and we can't have joy without pain. They're not something to be taken lightly.

[laid]

[Hmm....]

Well, in that case, guess we gotta make some new ones fer you, until you can get your old ones back.
[If we're saying memories are that important!!! Goat's nice and deserves that much.]

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[ surprised, ]

You would do that for me?

[laid]

Well sure! We're on a team together, ain't we? Seems ta me like we aughta support each other.

[Pats Goat on the shoulder!]

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[ they take the pat! and they nod. ]

If there's anything you need as well, I will do my best.

[laid]

You don't suppose we could get a bar in this place? Or maybe just a wine cellar?

[He has no idea what level of sinister magics the leaders have so he may as well shoot for the moon.]

[retellers]

[ they pause, as if they're thinking. ]

It's alcohol you desire?

[laid]

I mean, I guess, but when ya say it like that I sound like a lush.

[retellers]

I am not familiar with what a "lush" is... but I can produce some alcohol for you, if that's what you want. Though I am not very familiar with modern drinks...

[laid]

Red wine too modern for ya? That's what old Raven prefers.

[retellers]

[ they shake their head. ]

I have knowledge of wine.

[ after a moment, they pull out... a bottle of red wine! and hold it out for raven. here you go. ]

[laid]

[Nice!!! Free booze! But then he pauses.]

... You want some?
[New memories, and all... Drinking in the middle of the day can be a new memory.]

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[ a beat. ]

It is for you?

[laid]

Forget about me fer a second, Goat. I'm askin' what you want.

[SIR/MADAM, PLEASE???]

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I have no particular feelings on alcohol...?

[laid]

You got "particular feelings" on anything?

[Parroting that clinical word choice back at him....]

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Yes.

All food and drink is precious. However, I don't physically require any.

[laid]

Wines not exactly a required beverage for anyone, but that's fine.
[More wine for him.]

What do ya care about, then? Maybe I can bring you a more tailored gift next time.

[retellers]

[ they shake their head. ]

Nothing is necessary, so I will accept any gift gratefully.

[laid]

[Really he feels like he's hitting a brick wall here, and while part of him wants to give up and move on, another part is too strongly reminded of another part of himself that he hates to just let this be.]

What about a hobby? Surely you ain't got duties that take up all of yer time here?

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silence. ]

[laid]

Well, we could find one for ya. Drawing? Bird watching? Chess? There's gotta be something you'll like.