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It does, yes.

[But it's only paranoia if they're not out to get you. And Jack, for whatever homicidal faults he might have, seems very clever. Rhys might be right; he might just be on to him. Rosalind hums, tapping two fingers against her lips as she contemplates this.]

Have you given him any reason to suspect you'd want to kill him?

No...? I don't think so. It's not like--like I want to. I just feel like I should.

[ It's Complicated. Rhys pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

I'm from his future and he's started to notice. That part I'm definitely not just overthinking things. He told me. He just hasn't...asked about it yet. And when he does I don't even know what I'm going to begin saying to him. The first time I tried to tell him he was dead he tried to rip my throat out.

The guy has anger issues.

[ ... ]

Everything issues.

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Well, he does call himself Handsome Jack.

[That's not actually an offensive thing, but it is a sign of an ego, and she knows what that kind of person is capable of.]

Do you think you'll let it slip if you try and lie?

Maybe...? I don't know. I wouldn't try to but he's...Jack's. [ A Problem ] He might act like an ass but he's actually pretty good at getting what he wants. I think even if I don't tell him he's going to figure it out.

Then you ought to plan for it.

[She crosses one leg over the other, leaning back against the couch.]

If it's inevitable he knows, then you ought to tell him: in your time, and in your choosing. Preferably when he's in a place you know, but that's far from him. Don't tell him you killed him-- what was it that killed his physical body?

A bunch of Vault Hunters. They're kind of like paid mercenaries? Only they hunt alien treasure. I think one of them was a teenager.

[ AND THUS HANDSOME JERK DIED AT THE HANDS OF A NINJA, COMMANDO IN LOVE WITH HIS TURRET, A CANNIBAL, SEXY SIREN LADY, A PSYCHO........and a teenage girl ]

And I assume none of them are awake? You might well blame them and, when they wake up, warn them.

Actually...two of them are. I haven't really spoken to the one because he's probably more interested into turning my face into a pizza than having an actual conversation, but that's just how those guys are. Totally nuts.

What did you do to provoke him?

[Ros that's such a rude assumption]

What?? Nothing! I literally just finished telling you that's how they are. He is an actual crazy person. As in, screaming-about-meat-and-bicycles-while-running-at-you-with-an-explosive. Psychos?

And Jack . . . would believe that? That a madman could kill him? It seems like it'd be a lucky shot at best, if he's truly as insane as you say.

You'd think that right? But this particular Psycho happens to hang out with a bunch of Vault Hunters for...some reason. And they're the ones that--uh. They were a problem. When I worked for him.

A problem in that they were trying to kill him, or a problem in that they were trying to kill everyone?

Mostly the first? But a little bit of the second if you happened to work for him. He did order everyone to kill them if they got the chance.

[ s h r u g ]

Do you think you could have?

[A beat, and then she clarifies:]

Not physically. Emotionally. Do you think you could kill someone in person if you could?

[Because while he'd killed that digital copy of Jack, she wonders if, should the worst happen, she can count on him to help her slaughter the man in person.]

...Yeah, about that. [ HAAA. Rhys brings a hand up and runs it through his hair, lips pressured together in an uncomfortable but somehow sheepish smile that isn't so much of a smile as it is one of those "boy this is awkward" looks. ]

I sort of have, already? Or actually not some--someone. More like some...people. Lots of them.

A lot of them. T-technically. I guess? Which probably sounds really bad and--and it is, I know that. But most of them were trying to kill me too and it's not like I wanted to or went out of my way to do it or anything. It just sort of..you know. Happened.

[ He shoved his stun baton into a dude's eye socket once. Good...times. Yeah. Hrghhgg. ]

[She stares at him for a few seconds, but when it becomes apparent he's not going to keep going . . .]

Elaborate.

Okayyy so. Back home I mentioned those Psychos right? Well they're not the only problem on Pandora. That's the planet I was on--not that I come from there. God that would suck. But I was sort of trapped there but that's...it's not the point.

[ he's getting sidetracked ]

It's a miserable planet full of miserable people who would rather shoot you than give you directions. And I'm not exactly a fan of dying if you haven't noticed. So I...y'know. I defended myself.

[ With heavy artillery and a combat loader ]

In what fashion, precisely?

[It's probably rude to keep pressing him like this, but she wants to know. It's not that she doesn't believe him, but it would be nice to know what he's capable of before some kind of combat situation.]

...Loaderbot? He's uh. A giant robot who used to have a rocket launcher and stuff on him until it came off.

[ It got shot off of him by the bandits he was killing 6u9 ]

Aaand then there was the whole stun-baton-in-a-guy's-eye that I try not to think about. The skag...probably the moonshots. The Atlas robots probably killed a lot of people too come to think about it. Wow.

Good lord.

[Frankly, she hadn't thought Rhys was capable of such things, but she nods in satisfaction as she sits back.]

But all right. Should the worst happen, at least you and I can defend ourselves. And though he seems large, I think we ought to be able to handle him. Especially if he isn't expecting it.

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