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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]

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...i'll bring something substantial

okay, you pay

yep

[She's sitting on one of the benches, a huge book on blood-borne parasites in her lap, and she's alternating between two microscopes]

[This is not cafeteria food. This is genuine, edible, American style lunch, meaning two sandwiches with an almost overwhelming ratio of filling to bread. In this case, turkey, ham and cheese. There's cranberry jelly on the side, which is what makes this a festive special. She gets one plate, and he takes one to the opposite bench with him, glancing at her book.]

Work or play?

[She looks up for a minute, and sets her book down, and reaches for the sandwich]

Play.

Have you thought about scrapbooking?

[His sandwich gets opened up, salt and pepper carefully applied in just the right amounts.]

[A typical Eden, slightly confused look.]

Seems like a waste of time to me.

[And a pause as she noms]

That could be one definition of play.

[In comparison he eats like a girl. Little bites.]

You know why I'm here. I'm just wondering if you'd like to yell at me now or later.

This doesn't waste time.

[She scowls a bit]

Why would I yell at yeh?

Because I've obviously been talking to Claire about you. Not everybody appreciates people interfering in their personal life.

Depends on what yeh said to her. Depends on what yeh believe.

I asked her what happened to make you so angry with each other. I was going to ask you the same.

[There is an extremely sour look on her face]

Once we got along, yeh know? Then she stopped wantin' to talk to me, well, whatever, I didn' really fuckin' care.

But.

Shite happened. Zach...and Eoin...and Jamie. She doesn' like people to speak their minds, it's not me burden.

Yeah, you did. You two snap at each other too much for two people who don't care. What happened with Zach?

I wasn' super close to Zach or anythin'. We were friends. He was nice to me. He looked like Eoin, but anyone with eyes could tell them apart.

[Eden stares at her sandwich]

Claire was super close to him. But then...I don' know. He got sad. He was miserable. I don' think anyone really knew except the people close to him. And maybe she tried to help, but...

[There's a pause, and a scowl]

When he left, I Saw it. He told me not to tell her.

He's got one of those faces. [Juuust an observation.] But she found out that you knew, anyway?

No. But she told me if I ever said his name again she'd kill me.

[Omnom]

Look. I met her da, okay? She has no sense of fuck all. She butts in where I never asked for her bloody opinion. She doesn' give a shite about why I said what I said to Jamie, and so fuck it. Why the hell do yeh want me to bother, Chase?

Right now? Because I like both of you and there are occasions when it would be useful if you could be in the same room without turning the air blue.

[At least he's honest. What, you thought this was all altruistic?]

In the long term I don't think carrying on the dispute is making either of you very happy. Why did you tell him to kill himself?

[There's a really quiet pause]

When yeh know how yeh'll die, it's a bit of hypocrisy to deny it to someone else, innit?

[And no, he's not going to address the direct issue in that, though he watches her for a moment before he speaks.]

If you were going to walk under a bus, would you let someone else cross the street without looking?

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