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[circumspector]

[ There's a crackle of static, of a radio station getting tuned in and a deep breath. Not a loud one, this one, just tentative brush at whatever is closest. ]

( ... Aoba? Petre? )

[ Well, someone's awake. Tired sounding, but awake and she tries to clear her mind to focus enough to reach out broaden to whoever might be nearby. More direct, a little more present. Nervous always, when she feels disconnected from others. ]

( ... Hello? Anyone nearby? )

[ and for anyone looking for her, she's around the Bearings as she catches up on what she's missed out on, getting herself cleaned up from her extended nap time, and plugging herself back into the nest of machines in the common area. ]

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[circumspector]

[ - he's definitely as close to a psycho as anyone she'll ever meet here. It's like muddling out intention between words, rather than anything else. He wasn't throwing a buzz axe as yet though as proof of affection, so it was probably still better. ]

Oh, uhm. Thank you?

[ Petre plz. ]

It couldn't have be very fun. You did look after yourself, didn't you?

[ A reach up then, brushing his fringe away from his forehead like she might find proof if he hadn't. Truth be told, leaning a little harder on his mind might tell her but - she'd leave it to big sister fussing for now. ]

[inflori]

Yeah, it was boring, but. I wanted you to wake up.

[ A light shrug. he's back to just being a teenager again, messing his mousy hair with thin fingers. ]

I can take care of myself. It's okay.

[ Otherwise, he just... annoyed a lot of people. As usual. ]

Did you dream?

[circumspector]

[ She gives him a look like she isn't sure he actually can. Fretful about him - well she was about everyone, and brood especially these days. ]

Yeah - I guess so. My dreams never... really made a lot of sense. Don't think they do now either. [ Waves it off - it's what it always is. Ancient rubble and purple light veins, the bubble of chemicals and lava, and the pit of another realm - not pleasant or light conversation. ]

[inflori]

I don't think they're supposed to. That's why they only happen when we're sleeping.

[ When there's nothing to be done about it, because they're useless anyway. Suddenly, he reaches to grab her hand and leads her outside. ]

Come on, let's go eat.

[circumspector]

[ and she is yanked after him, hurrying to keep up. Trotting along behind him.

Give her a second longer and she'll take his hand properly. All cuddly hold hands and everything, sorry Petre. ]

What are you thinking?

[inflori]

Whatever you want. I made some money, I can totally pay.

[ He's rich! Not really. But he can get them a nice meal. ]

[circumspector]

[ Immediately dubious. Petre did you beat people up and steal their money? ]

How did you get money?

[inflori]

[ wowwwwww ]

There's this game, Bout It Out, sometimes people make bets, and I win them. So I get money to buy whatever I want.

[circumspector]

[ Look it's not that she doesn't trust him to get peckish and/or bored but -

Well that answer is the most Vault Hunter thing she's ever heard. If this really were the Concordia she knew, she'd ask if he'd blown most of it on guns and ammo yet. ]

Really? Should I bet double on you then?

[ Even if it's not fair - who cares. ]

[inflori]

Well - yeah. If you wanna make money. Is there stuff you wanna buy?

[circumspector]

[ Shakes her head, brief, no, no nothing important. ]

Not that I really need, no.

[inflori]

Who cares if you need it or not? We're not gonna stay here forever, we might as well spend the money.

[circumspector]

[ She presses her lips together, ah, well. Thinks a little bit. ] I like... I like pretty things. Why don't you surprise me instead?

[inflori]

Pretty things? What, like a diamond?

[circumspector]

[ Her nose wrinkles up - ew no, Jack like diamond covered everything. ]

No just - [ she lifts up her wrist, and there's a sparkling charm bracelet she's picked up somewhere, letting it rattle around her wrist. ] - I like things like this.

[inflori]

Oh. [ hmmmmm. It looks. Petre doesn't even know. He wasn't born to appreciate pretty things. ] Okay, I'll get you something pretty then.

[circumspector]

[ She beams at him, happy - it's not even that she minds if it's not what she likes, likes more that he might do it for her. ]

I'll look forward to it. [ Steps up then, snatching his hand, tugging him a little bit further along. ] Where do you want to have lunch?

[inflori]

[ That's a good question. ]

... Let's go to the most expensive place here. They should have really good food, right? Probably stuff we've never tried before.

[circumspector]

[ and with the thought of food really - ]

That sounds great. [ are they dressed for it? No. Who cares. ] Do you think they have uhm... I don't know what skag steak would be here?

[inflori]

[ With a shrug, ] I dunno. We could just ask, I guess. Or we could make them get some for us.

[circumspector]

[ She giggles and there's something mean to it, where she seldom is. ] The kitchen staff wouldn't survive.

[ But she carries on afterwards. ] We should order the weirdest things off the menu, see what they taste like.

[inflori]

[ With a snort, ] Yeah, let's do that.

[ He grabs her hand. Then off they go. ]