SIEGHART

[foreversweaterweather]

me finding out that sieghart isn't actually dead, apparently,

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[ercnerd]

[He looks at her over his shoulder.]

What do you feel like eating?

[foreversweaterweather]

Uhhh...I dunno. [ honestly, she DOESN'T feel like eating. ] What do you wanna eat?

[ercnerd]

It's gotten rather late. Something light would be good.

[He takes a step toward the cafeteria, poor shape though it may be in now due to the world's condition.]

Are you coming?

[foreversweaterweather]

...okay.

[ and she'll get up and trot after him! ]

[ercnerd]

[They go. True to his word, he grabs a light sandwich for himself. As he does, he looks over at Mabel.]

If you won't eat, you should at least grab something to drink.

[foreversweaterweather]

[ good call man. she's done so much crying she's probably hella dehydrated. ]

Pfft. Okay, mom. [ she grabs herself a juicebox. ]

[ercnerd]

Who's mom?

[Shaking his head, he also grabs himself a drink before seeking the nearest seat that isn't fading out of existence. It's time to eat.]

[foreversweaterweather]

[ stabs her juicebox with its straw and takes a sip, giving him A Look. ]

...you do know what moms are, right?

[ercnerd]

Of course I do. Where do you think I came from?

[foreversweaterweather]

[ shrugs ]

Maybe there's a world where people don't get born and have moms! Maybe you just hatch from a mystical egg at random or something!

[ercnerd]

Well, I definitely didn't hatch from an egg, if that's what you're thinking.

[foreversweaterweather]

As long as you know what a mom is, I guess.

[ercnerd]

[He looks at her—it's been so many centuries since he even saw his own mother—before he takes a bite out of the sandwich. Then, after swallowing, he asks in a light-hearted manner:]

Was my letter that unhelpful to you?

[foreversweaterweather]

[ blinks in confusion rapidly ]

Wha? What do you mean?

[ercnerd]

You said that you never did anything helpful.

[foreversweaterweather]

...what's the letter have to do with that?

[ercnerd]

Hm . . . in that case, I may have to pick a different messenger to deliver my message next time.

[foreversweaterweather]

[ she thinks back to the letter and what it said... ]

...oh! You mean the thing about your coupon-thingies not showing up on the receipts?

[ercnerd]

Mm, yes.

[He takes another bite.]

The one I used that week prior was a toy heart.

[foreversweaterweather]

A toy heart? What'd it do?

[ercnerd]

It just made two people feel affectionate.

[foreversweaterweather]

Ooooh, who'd you use it on?

[ercnerd]

What, you're not even going to guess? . . . I thought it was pretty obvious.

[foreversweaterweather]

[ jesus, you think i can remember who all got love arrowed when??? my brain is too small for this ]

Um...Claude and Manwol?

[ercnerd]

[Lisa's brain gets a chuckle out of Sieghart.]

Nah, I had nothing to do with those two. It was Caleb and Mollymauk.