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[There's the sound of a crash, and a crunch, and then buttonmashing]

Matt! I think this bloody thing broke! I'm tryin' to record me bleedin' message and...

Oh, I think...oh shite.

Uh. Hey. This is Eden. Leave one. If yeh want.

Matt how do I get this bloody thing to shut off?

[BEEP]

1 -> TEXTS
2 -> VOICEMAIL
3 -> PAGE

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Yeah, well. I don' have the energy today.

[She leans her head back]

Things have been a bit of shite.

Same reasons as before, or...

[...the few bits and pieces he'd skimmed off the network]

Will yeh sit down? It hurts me neck to look at yeh.

[She crosses her arms]

Things. Things are shite. Jamie's back and suicidal. I got fuckin' told off by a perky fuckin' cheerleader. I got attacked by a fuckin' clump of hair.

[She mumbles something in Gaelic, too]

[It takes a few moments before he slides down in to a crouch. That's as far as he'll go for now. As for the talk of suicide, that keeps him from answering for a while.]

You can't change how people act. And you got away from the hair.

[He's trying for logic here]

Look, Eoin...if he asked me for the gun to shoot himself in the bleedin' head, I'd give it to him. He's got a right to kill himself if he fuckin' wants.

And yeh're not very good at cheerin' people up.

There's a difference between agreeing to give him that choice and saying it wide out in the open where people who give a damn about him can see.

[He stares at his own gun for a moment]

Did you want me to try and cheer you up, or did you want me to tell you the truth?

Yeah, well fuck 'em. I'll never in me whole life hide me opinion, never, ever again.

[she slides her hands into her hair]

I want yeh to tell me what yeh want from me, Eoin. I don' want to talk about Jamie or Claire or Rictor.

[And back to the parts he didn't like.]

What do you expect me to say? Things are complicated, and the more we try to talk about it, the worse things get.

I'm sorry.

[That's all she says. She gathers her legs up to her chest.]

[He just shakes his head at that, before looking around. Eventually he stands up again, and moves to stand in front of Eden.]

Any empty apartment on the ground floor. We'll talk properly.

[Namely, anywhere away from prying eyes and ears]

[She stands and opens the door and leads him to an apartment that isn't empty, but has a mattress that might look familiar and a whole lot of boxes]

Here.

[There's a brief moment of deja-vu, even if this set-up was last seen far away from this apartment. He glances briefly to Eden, before heading inside.]

I was wondering where you'd put all this.

[Give him time. The conversation would go back soon enough]

Well I couldn' rightly get rid of it.

[She sits on the mattress, legs crossed]

So you're just going to leave it sat around instead?

[He paces the room, over toward the window]

No one can some in here, I warded the flat.

[She looks at him]

I haven' decided what to do with it yet.

[He bites off making any remark about using magic]

I'm guessing it's all his?

No. There's a couple of boxes of ammo and guns in the back, and a brick of C4.

[There's a slightly amused look at that, for all two seconds it lasts]

Why don't you just move back in here then?

[She pauses]

Because I don' like to be alone.

[And that's the truth of it]

Neither do a lot of people here. You'd be able to find someone to share with, if you wanted.

I don' want to remember him all the time.

[At least in her apartment with Rictor, it's just hers]

I'm already odd enough.

[He sits against the window ledge, watching her carefully.]

Then don't you think it's time to start going through some of this?

I think we're not here to talk about this.

[She's stubborn. And these are Matt's computers, they're valuable]

Maybe. Maybe not. But it's still important.

[And for once it wasn't about putting off the point of the conversation]

I haven' decided what to do with it. They're computers. I don' know what they're worth.

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