First Track; Voice

[scratchitti]

So this is a weird question but...

Throw a hand up if you're pretty sure you were supposed to be dead before you showed up here?

Oh and... if you're rooming in 007 drop a line too. Erm. Thanks

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[scratchitti]

Yeah. Sorta. [He sounds unsure, but more 'I have no idea how to explain' and less 'I'm bullshitting you']

[digimonqueen]

How can you sort of be dead? Either you are or you aren't.

[ The redhead's words are still sharp, still without filter, but some of their sting has been has been softened, sliced away by Neku's confusion. ]

How did you die, anyway?

[scratchitti]

Yes I can be because I was. Am. I don't know. [Frustration in his tone. He can't explain without explaining the Game... and he's just not ready for that yet. Might never be.]

Like... a ghost. [He very obviously ingores the 'how did you die' part.]

[digimonqueen]

[ She shrugs her shoulders, but decides not to pursue the 'how did you die' part, at least not for now. There is ample time to pick and prod at the question, and it doesn't affect Ruki regardless. ]

Have you tried pinching yourself yet?

[ Not that it matters. This isn't a dream -- she may or may not have tried pinching herself the first evening of her stay, hidden beneath her covers -- and he isn't leaving now, dead or a live. He might not know that, though. ]

If you're a ghost, you're doing a poor job of haunting us.

How long were you dead for before you came here?

[scratchitti]

Heh, it hurt too much coming here. I'm alive alright.

And.... three weeks.