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"Heh, lucky gal. I never really got to go outside that often when I was a kid. And then they ask me why I'm so pale. Hmph! How rude, isn't it?" She said with a cheerful smile before taking another slice. Unlike Jasey, she'd rather take her time and enjoy herself.
"You know, maybe we should go on a hike sometime. The woods, the air, a nice cool breeze while we look at he moon... Uh, that was supposed to sound endearing and cute, if it didn't clue you in."
There was a pause for a second, there was just something she couldn't quite figure out when it came to Jasey. It was honestly weird, and that bothered her. She wasn't exactly used to not understanding, or maybe it's because she cared a bit. Pffft, nah, what were the chances of that happening?
" I have to say, I don't usually see a mass murderer as nice as you, let alone one who doesn't try to put a machete in my throat after I say hello. Kids nowadays are so rude, not a shred of respect you know? I mean, just because we all gotta die sometime doesn't mean we need to go out of our way to be jerks about it." She said casually, taking a little stretch.
"Well, I guess what I'm trying to say is uh, thanks. But why do you do what you do? I mean, the murdering."