| [Oct. 31st, 2008|01:48 am] |
Most of what he said made no sense to her, but she got the important parts: She wasn't going to die. "Great," she muttered, rubbing her nose with the back of her hand. "That's always good to know. All of... that."
She hesitated, finally adding, "Definitely fish. Aoshi might not have realized it. It doesn't smell like poison, it just smells like chemical. But... well, chemical usually is poison, so..." she shrugged. "Keep working on it?" With that, she began to edge away. She was going to go dunk her head in a vat of bleach. Poisons. There was an interest she just didn't understand. |
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