pc catchall for yjh.

[agleam]

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[malewife]

[ Hm. ]

Physically thirty-one. [ ... squints. ] Thirty, international age.

[agleam]

[he squints, even though it won't be seen.]

...Only physically?

[malewife]

... Is that a question you want to use?

[ THEIR LIMITED QUESTIONS? ]

Don't answer that. Repeat if you choose that question or ask another if you think something else is better.

[agleam]

—Okay. Okay, um, thirty one, and from the daemon place... I'm pretty sure Kaeya's in his twenties. Um - are you Joonghyuk?

[malewife]

Yes.

[ He has to guess for rupert now, but he isn't... Sure... With what he has since he doesn't know the seasons well. ]

Is killing a reasonable answer to a problem?

[agleam]

[he pauses.]

It... depends on the problem? But I would definitely exhaust every other option before that.

[malewife]

[ HELP. Joonghyuk squints as he tries to weigh which of the seasons looks like a cinnamon roll. ]

Do you engage with politics?

[agleam]

Um... I was one of the rulers of my kingdom, so that's definitely a yes.

[malewife]

[ Okay, that does help. ]

... Rupert.

[agleam]

[and just like that, they're yeeted back into the hallway, completely safe.]

Nice job!

[malewife]

Why did an innocuous game come with such an ominous theme?

[ He rubs his wrist. ]

... You are fine?

[agleam]

Seems that way...

[giving himself a once over just to make sure]

Yep, right as rain! What about you?

[malewife]

[ He kind of checks himself, too. Including patting his neck. ]

... Also fine. [ Sighs. ] Nothing useful from the rooms this week, either.

[agleam]

...I wonder if they're trying to get us to give up before they put in one that really will be useful.

[frowns]

[malewife]

... I hate the thought of going through these doors just for one single useful thing.

Most of them simply give us more wounds.

[agleam]

I really hate that this is the bar I'm about to set, but - at least the wounds aren't serious?

[except the emotional ones, probably.]