Night 4 - Alfendi

[selfsufficiency]

[Alice can't say she's surprised at many of the reactions to the execution. It's a little unsettling, to say the least, but she's no stranger to death and even less a stranger to seeing people who haven't actually done anything wrong die, so it doesn't distract her from the task at hand: figuring out what's going on in this place and getting out alive.

The current task being catching up with Alfendi, which isn't really a difficult task at all since they're headed to the same apartment. He doesn't really look too good, but then, he has a lot of moments where he doesn't look too good.

Maybe a distraction is in order. She reaches over and tugs on his sleeve to get his attention as she falls into step beside him.]

Hey... do you still want to try out the pills from the commissary?

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[selfdenying]

...Oh, no.

[He did it and it didn't even help his memory at all? He feels cheated, somehow.]

Why would they name the both of them "Mystery Drug"? Ugh, this isn't fair. If this...whole pain thing is the result of it, that's all nice and good, but it wasn't what I was looking for.

[selfsufficiency]

[Alice pauses to consider it and slides a hand into her pocket.

On the one hand, no. The idea of giving up her pills just feels a little wrong, but... whatever the serum he has could be really useful, depending on the circumstances.]

Do you have any more of that liquid, or did you use it all when you stuck yourself with the needle?

[selfdenying]

I used it all. There wasn't much, honestly - I think the dosage was only for one person.

[Ugh, he feels terrible. Back to square one...]

And there weren't any more syringes besides that one.

[selfsufficiency]

...it can't be helped.

[If he had more, she'd have traded her remaining stock, but... okay. She sort of feels sorry for him. She fishes out one pill - no more than that - and holds out her hand.]

I'm not doing this to be nice. I'm just doing it because if I'm going to be sleeping in your room, I want to understand how your blackouts work, and this might help do that. Hold out your hand.

[If he does, she'll drop the pill into his palm.]

[selfdenying]

Alice...?

[But he does hold out his hand, cupping the pill in it when it drops there. He sighs.]

Thanks, Alice. I just...I want to get to the bottom of this however I can.

[selfsufficiency]

Don't thank me. I'm doing it for me, not for you.

[Being thanked by people makes her skin crawl, honestly.]

[selfdenying]

Thank you anyways, Alice.

[THIS WILL NOT LEAD TO ANYTHING BAD WHATSOEVER AT ALL]

...You know, you surprise me, Alice. I didn't expect to like you as much as I do, if I have to be honest.

[selfsufficiency]

What's not to like about me?

[A LOT OF THINGS, HONESTLY.]

I didn't expect to like you either. You're interesting, but being interesting is different from being likable.