PP: Are you coughing up blood?
BW: Yes, yes I am. Don't worry about it though. I've been doing so since before I trekked across Atlas.
PP: What do you mean by that? Are you sure it is not infection?
BW: I'm relatively sure. I got injured a bit more than a year back, and I never healed right. It's not part of the infection. Feet are recovering though, so I have to thank you for that.
PP: You are welcome. How did you get this injury? How long have you been hiding it?
BW: I've been covering it up since I've gotten here. Just too much effort to cover it up for me right now. Feet still kind of tingle from the pressure, but its better than the burning feeling.
BW: How I got it though was due to a confrontation with someone I really wasn't prepared for. Neither of us were prepared for it. But I thought you had no interest in me? I thought you just wanted me gone, and that I was just some degenerate liar that had snuck his way into your safehouse?
PP: Upon further review, and analysis of your injuries, I have come to the understanding that you said some rash and rude things due to the pain and discomfort you were in. Therefore, I forgive you, and allow you refuge, until you recover.
BW: Is this about the semblance thing? If so, that was a bunch of jargon. If that was actually my semblance, I would have been able to disassemble the hatch and leave.
PP: Duly noted. My points still stand.
BW: Well, Penny, thank you for being a gracious host and accepting my "apology"? I'm just not sure what to call it if I never actually apologized.
PP: Then apologize.
BW: For which part. Because I'm not apologizing for telling you the truth.
PP: I am thinking of rescinding my offer.
BW: Fine, sure, maybe I'm sorry for being a cranky crass a-hole.
PP: I sense disingenuity.
BW: And I'm still bothered by my pain. Totally. Sarcasm aside, I just lost 3 toes, so of course I'd be a little cranky.
PP: From the pain? I do not understand.
BW: I'm more upset out of principal than I am out of actual pain. I've been in worse pain. That doesn't bother me. However, I've been on the road for 9 years without losing any body part, and then I lose 3 toes, not to any human or grimm, but to the cold.
PP: If I am understanding this correctly, you are upset because the way you lost your toes is lame and leaves you no one to be upset with?
BW: Not the way I would say it, but precisely.
PP: May I say something potentially harmful?
BW: Always go for it.
PP: You are a very lame person.
BW: Ow. But probably entirely true.
BW: Anything else you process? Anything else that would convince you into letting this gimp stay in your home?
PP: The hatch cannot be opened by you in this state. You need to recover in order to leave.
PP: Speaking of which, why must you crawl on the ground between the bathroom, the pantry, and any other location in the Mint. You are able to walk.
BW: Walking feels awkward right now. Besides, I crawl incredibly fast.
PP: You indeed crawl quite quickly. In fact, I may even designate it as disturbing how fast you are able to crawl on your elbows and knees. However, you should still force yourself to walk. Otherwise you will not recover.
BW: Darn. No need to call me out like that.
BW: Can I try again tomorrow?
PP: Please do so. That face plant was not appealing to watch.
BW: Do you have to record every mess up I do in this chat?
PP: Technically speaking, I am always recording as I am watching you from the security system.
BW: Knew I shouldn't have given the AI more power. It's gone and usurped me.
PP: I am having trouble analyzing this statement. Is there a joke here?
BW: In your words: affirmative.
PP: You are making fun of me again.
BW: Yeah. I thought that is what friends do? I can call you a friend, right?
PP: Friends with you? I am not certain. You admitted to murder, cannibalism, desertion, and any number of additional crimes.
BW: You got any other friends right now Penny? Or are all of them out there not being with you.
PP: Deceptive move there, Dove.
BW: You've gotten to know me over 8 days. What do you expect.
PP: I am not sure what to expect. I have only known you for 8 days.
BW: That's like 190 hours.
PP: You have been here for 183 hours. Not 190.
BW: Eh what's the difference.
PP: I am going to assume that was rhetorical, and that you are not asking if there is a 7 hour difference.
BW: Thank you. And you're learning. Congratulations.
PP: I am also learning that you are sarcastic and often say statements without truly believing what you are saying.
BW: Again, you're learning. Besides, I lost 3 of my toes. Of course I'm going to a bit snobby.
PP: How long are you going to use that as an excuse?
BW: Don't know. How long can I milk it?
PP: Not much longer.
BW: Darn, I really thought I had a permanent get out of jail free card. There goes that escape from every conversation.
PP: Escape from every conversation?
BW: Yeah, I worded that poorly. I won't have that excuse for my crass behavior in a few days.
PP: Agreed.
BW: Hey, Penny, you ever think that we're doing something wrong by doing this? Just chatting?
PP: Potentially. You are talking to a confidential Atlas AI.
BW: And dumping potential hours of pointless messages into the memory banks of said AI.
PP: Text actually does not take that much space, memory wise. Text should be fine, no matter the amount.
BW: That's convenient. Didn't know that about computers.
PP: Really? I had believed that was common knowledge about computers.
BW: I haven't really been able to use one of these babies for a while. Once the comm-towers between the different schools started getting picked off, I just stopped even trying.
PP: So you did not keep in touch with your family?
BW: Oh, please. While they'd be concerned, I told them where I was at, and that I had a job. That's all that really mattered.
PP: Is that really the case?
BW: To be honest, probably not. I just tell myself that so I can live without being concerned about where they are, and how likely they are to be dead.
PP: I apologize. I did not mean to bring up bad memories, Dove.
BW: Hey, stop. It's fine. It'll have to come up eventually. I just also have to learn to not try being super macho man all the time.
BW: What if we made a deal. No more apologizing to each other. We say what we say. Deal?
PP: The terms are agreeable. Deal.
BW: Glad to do business with you Penny. I'm going to go crawl and defecate my brains out. These rations are not kind to my colon.
PP: Have fun with that friend Dove.
