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[scrosciare]

Tbh?

You barely know me. Do you think it's smart to let a relative stranger cozy up to your chest?

[ Said too much. Lying's a hassle, and she can't tie it in with the truth well enough to keep her story straight. So... ]

The Warrior's Hie is coming up. I received an invitation for it.

[andwhosearmy]

To be honest.

Ah, there is that. I apologise my forwardness.

What does that mean? I'm afraid I don't follow you.

[scrosciare]

I see... So you honestly believe you have no choice? You choose to be in a time where your people need a clever leader.

Don't apologize. Just

[ A longer pause. ]

be careful, is all.

It's a glorified scavenger hunt. The wealthiest of the wealthy sponsor competitors to hunt for rumored treasures.

[andwhosearmy]

I have a choice. I can become a pretty but hollow image of hope for my people. But if I want to actually do something, make a difference, I don't have any options except to be clever.

I am very careful, darling. You don't need to worry about that.

And what is your relationship with this treasure hunt?

[scrosciare]

As well as survive.

Yet I still do, tbh.

Before, nothing. Now, Oslo. Indirectly. Rumor has it one of the sponsors is Fougner.

You wanted your in with them, didn't you?

[andwhosearmy]

To be quite honest, I find that adorable.

I do want that.

Is there a treasure hunt in Oslo?

[scrosciare]

I hope you're not calling me adorable by extension.

That, I don't know. What I do know is that he'll be one of the sponsors.

[andwhosearmy]

Why? I think you're cute.

I see. I've never been in a treasure hunt...

[scrosciare]

That's how you ruin street cred.

Never hunted for little chocolate easter eggs when you were a kid?

[ She's not taking the bait, queenie. ]

[andwhosearmy]

By being cute or sayng you're cute?

No, I don't believe I did.

[scrosciare]

Saying it, passerotta. I'm not cute, so I can't sabotage myself.

Ah, it might only be something they did back home.

[andwhosearmy]

Beautiful then?

Or it never happened in my high brow family. One of the two.

[scrosciare]

Thank you, but that's your adjective, I believe. I'm just me.

[ And epically fidgety now from the compliment. Beautiful? Oh Charlotte. ]

You didn't miss much. My mother dressed me in one of those billowy tutus during the hunt, one year.

[andwhosearmy]

Oh, please. Don't offend me. I think you're beautiful.

Really? You didn't like tutus? I'd have liked to see that.

[scrosciare]

I thought you thought I was cute?

A rainbow one. I accidentally ripped it because my brother and I got into a fight over one of the chocolates. He got a black eye in return.

[andwhosearmy]

I didn't realise cute and beautiful exclude each other.

Of course. I didn't know you have a brother. How is he?

[scrosciare]

I've never understood how the rules work with that.

[ It trips her up. She stares at her phone for a painfully long time.

'He's fine,' she goes to type, but the lie is brittle, even in her mind, and it doesn't sit right at all to lie to Charlotte. ]

I don't know.

[andwhosearmy]

There are no rules. That's the most important rule of all.

Why don't you know? You're not in contact with him?

[scrosciare]

I see. Less room for misunderstandings and complications?

No, I haven't been for a very long time. It's complicated.

[andwhosearmy]

Does that sound like that to you? I'd say there's always room for misunderstandings.

Why is that? Don't you want to?

[scrosciare]

Depends on the person. For the rules some people make up, maybe there would be less.

I lost track of him a long time ago.

[andwhosearmy]

You are curiously very literal.

Oh, I'm sorry about that. Perhaps you could find him again?