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[peasant]

i understand
i don't want you to add me to a pile of choices you regret, either

you have time to decide what it is you want in your new life, whatever that ends up being
i don't think any of us are ever good at knowing what we need, though

[ even then, alina would rather suffer that uncertainty than endure the choice being made for her. she taps a finger on her knee, unsure of how to awkwardly proceed in comforting clara after that twist in the conversation, before she settles on: ]

whichever choices you do make, know that you're not alone

[bossily]

[for her part, there's absolutely no awkwardness that Clara feels. these are just normal conversations that ladies have with their close friends, she assumes.]

you have no idea how grateful i am to have you

[peasant]

i think i have some idea
cake warfare aside

[bossily]

i think we should agree to never speak of cake warfare ever again

[peasant]

fair enough
i wouldn't want to embarrass you after you suffered such an embarrassing defeat against my cake forces
i'll be sure not to mention it again

[bossily]

sorry

you think you bested me?

me, clara oswald, master of cake warfare?

[peasant]

oh, i don't think i bested you. i know i bested you
a master of cake warfare is nothing next to a goddess of cake warfare
better luck next time, mrs. doctor

[bossily]

i hope you realize those are fighting words

and i demand satisfaction

[peasant]

if you insist
shall i find you a stool so you can reach my face?

[ alina, you're only two inches taller. ]

[bossily]

i'll bring my own chair

you can't be taller than me if I knock you to the floor

[peasant]

it's going to take awhile for your small legs to scale a table if i stand on it
isn't that the equivalent of climbing a mountain for you?

[bossily]

i can be spry when i have the motivation

and right now spite is the only motivation my small legs and i need

[peasant]

is that what they're calling being a sore loser these days?
alright, defeat me if you can
but first you have to catch me 😊

[bossily]

that sounds an awfully lot like work
when i already have two other jobs here to keep up with

which reminds me
are you popping by the saloon after your performance tonight?

[peasant]

putting you to work has been my duty lately

i can find time to stop by
do you want me to bring anything?

[bossily]

it's almost as if someone's tasked you with it

bring some of those ribbons you have laying about in your dressing room

and things you don't mind betting. we're playing cards tonight

[peasant]

funny how that works out

ribbons for your hair, i'm assuming?
i suppose if we run out of things to bet, then secrets are a fair exchange for losing
fortunately for me, i picked up a few card tricks in braccia

[bossily]

why don't we just skip betting and trade secrets over cards? we could do each other's hair, drink the last bit of tea I brought with me. you could stay over. the doctor would love to see you

[peasant]

losing your competitive streak, clara doctor?

[ teasing aside — ]

i'd say we should make the doctor do our hair, but i'm almost afraid what the results would be.

i can stay for a bit, at least. there's somewhere i promised i would spend the night, but i'm all yours and the doctor's until then.

[bossily]

he braids my hair just fine when i ask him to

though i'm hardly interested in hair. not when you need to tell me where you promised you'd stay the night

[peasant]

really? perhaps that's not so surprising.
all of that attention he pays strange experiments must work well with hair.
and it keeps him busy too, as a bonus.

oh, that's easy. a tent.

[ deliberate torture via withholding information from curious clara at this point? it's more likely than you think. 😇 ]

[bossily]

a tent with who, exactly?

[Alina Starkov, you are rude.]

[peasant]

are we sharing secrets already?
i thought the promise of tea was included.

[ but humor can only stall for so long. eventually, after it seems she may have fled from her earpiece altogether: ]

kirigan.
don't say it.

[ — whatever she's about to hear from clara, after the last loop this same conversation had spiraled into. ]

[bossily]

[while that news makes her pause, it isn't surprising. And while she knows she needs to say something, she's just going to take a minute to feel warm and happy because finally alina is confiding in her. So often it's just clara confiding and telling her bits and pieces of herself, while Alina never feels comfortable to do the same.

But if she's saying this now, then it must mean she sees Clara as worthy of trust. And that means more than any details she's just been told.]

the only thing I'm gonna say is that I hope he's able to keep you warm. it gets cold here at night

[peasant]

[ surprise unruffles all of her defensive blustering. it's not a tacit understanding she truly deserves — but she's grateful for it, all the same. even more grateful that clara isn't pressing for answers even alina herself doesn't have. ]

um.
i don't think that's going to be a problem.

[ — not the right phrasing, even if the implications are accurate. hastily, her next message pings through. ]

sun summoner, remember? i've got warmth covered.