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"Sure. But this—" She prods the top of the goo chunk. It jiggles. "—is Us. Maybe not sapient, not at the moment, but it still could be contaminated with who-knows-what. There's a chance it'll have no effect, and a chance it'll have some effect. I don't know what. I think it's safer than trying to extract the bugs, though. I don't want to damage him if he's already in a fragile state."
Pat is your sworn rival, of course, and also a murderer and kidnapper. But she did get Gil a goo body okay last time, and it didn't make him go crazy or turn evil or anything, so maybe you can trust her about this one specific thing? "...Um, if you think it'd be better..."
"I do."
"I don't mind if you do that, then. If something goes wrong, I'll just fix it!" You fold your arms. "I can fight his evil mind invader or whatever it is, no sweat. Or, if he's really busted, I can just go into his mind and put all the pieces back together, like I had to do after <span class="mu-i">you</span> shot him—"
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Pat says. "I'll get started softening it up. Just wanted to get the approval so I don't get flipped <span class="mu-i">out</span> at if something goes wrong."
"I wouldn't—"
She looks at you.
"It'd depend on how much was your fault," you mutter, and go sit back down. Horse Face is scribbling on his little notepad. "Hey. Horse Face."
"Hello, Charlotte. I must say, I do think your purported antipathy toward derogatory sobriquets is somewhat hypocritical."
"What?" you say. "You know, <span class="mu-i">Cam</span> talked like a normal person."
"I'd imagine he knew fewer words. Can I help you?"
Unfortunately, he can. "Yes. I need your stuff. Remember when you almost destroyed the whole camp and killed everybody and yourself?"
"I don't believe that ever actually happened," Horse Face says.
"I didn't say it happened. I asked if you remembered it." You fold your arms. "Well, I remember it, and Gil remembers it, and Monty remembers it— you know Monty? Who gave you a place to sleep? Remember how he wasn't too happy about that, and he made you sign a contact saying you wouldn't do that anymore? And you'd be helpful and stuff?"
Horse Face remembers, judging by the slight jut of his jaw.
"Remember how that contract said you had to let me borrow your weird gadgets whenever I wanted?" You roll your shoulders. "Well, I want."
"I see," Horse Face says. "Many of them are irreplaceable, you realize?"
Fantastic. "Maybe you should've thought about that before you almost destroyed—"
"Did you have a particular purpose in mind for my equipment?"
Blowing up Headspace, generally speaking. Specifically? "...Can I look at it?"
Horse Face doesn't exactly sigh. He does breathe heavily, though. "I'm sure we can arrange something."
"Great!" What else did you need from him? Oh! "Did you get a letter from Henry?"
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