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[originallutece]

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[raptorcious]

I won't be alone, [Diego corrects because honestly from his perspective, having Silver Bullet around means he won't be alone. Maybe isolated from other people, but fuck them. He's never needed a single goddamn one of them.] It's not a problem for me to be out here. Compared to spending nights out in the desert or sleeping outside during the dead of winter, this will seem like a paradise.

[originallutece]

Good grief.

[Listen, people evolved to live indoors for a reason. That sounds like hell.]

If you tire of your Eden, you're welcome to come by the lab for a meal.

[raptorcious]

[Don't you yare yare daze him??]

[He makes a face though at the prospect of a meal from her. From her. He cannot imagine she knows how to cook anything, so for once, his offense is less at the charity and more at what's being offered.]

I'm more than capable of making my own food. It may not be gourmet, but at least it's edible...

[originallutece]

[WOW]

I was going to warm up some of the meals someone else made for me, but you can savor your squirrels.

[raptorcious]

[Watch out. Diego's starting to look s m u g.]

I don't eat squirrels, but they'd still be more edible than anything you'd give me. And that's even after scraping off the burnt bits.

[originallutece]

And you can do so much better? Let's see, then.

[raptorcious]

The prim and proper Dr. Lutece stepping further into the woods? [He huffs a laugh as he pushes off the tree he's leaning on.] What is the world coming to?

[originallutece]

Keep any jokes about red hoods and wolves to yourself, and we might well survive the morning, Mr. Brando.

[She keeps her chin tipped up, her posture and air proud as anything, but he's right: she is stepping closer. That being said, the deeper they step into the woods, the closer she walks, both to him and Silver Bullet.]

Show me where you've camped, and how much better you are at cooking. I haven't had breakfast.