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, hello, Alice.

[He says, turning his head and giving her his characteristic ever-so-pleasant smile. His hands are buried deep in his coat pockets.]

Pills? [He quirks an eyebrow.] Actually, I got a syringe and needle filled with liquid from the commissary, not pills...I assume it's the same drug, though. I selected that option, I'm sure of it.