Oh, everything. The fact that I was born? Oh, wait, no - the fact that I didn't die. Both. I think it's both. [she laughs a little.] I can see it now, Crux pissing himself with joy when the news got back to them.
[with a hand puppet and a gravelly, awful voice:] Your brain is shriveled and decrepit, come here and I'll flay you and use you as paper - shove off. My brain is fucking huge.
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Oh, everything. The fact that I was born? Oh, wait, no - the fact that I didn't die. Both. I think it's both. [she laughs a little.] I can see it now, Crux pissing himself with joy when the news got back to them.
[with a hand puppet and a gravelly, awful voice:] Your brain is shriveled and decrepit, come here and I'll flay you and use you as paper - shove off. My brain is fucking huge.
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[No one understands how tempting it is to reach over there and ruffle her hair but he doesn't. He doubts her fucking huge brain would appreciate it.]
But lest you doubt, it's good that you were born. Where would those ridiculous shades of yours find a home, if your face weren't there to take them?
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... Forget everything I just said, forever. [she says, and then:] Don't make fun of the shades, they're vintage.
[ok dave]
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and then lays down on the ground, goodbye.]