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[He thought that'd be what she said, but it's still a relief to hear it. He doesn't want to have to be in a position to try to talk someone out of restoring their own soul.] It's insensitive of me to say something like 'good' right now, right? Messing around with something like that is... far, far more complicated than anything humans should be involved in.

[But what does it mean to confine her to only a portion of her soul? What did it mean that she was aware of it in the first place? It's so outside the realm of anything he's familiar with that he doesn't know where to start.]

...This might sound like an odd question, but did you get the sense that they meant the offer as a kindness? Or as a test? [Or a trap?]

Somethin' like that... It's got a steep price. I don't know if it was a kindness, since it was clear they meant for me to do somethin' in return for them. I guess I am, though it isn't like I've got a choice in the matter. [She pauses, finally taking a sip of her tea, mulling her words a little.]

It's not because I'm keen on getting what I've lost back, to be clear. It's because it's the right thing to do, as much as I can see. The last thing I want is to hurt someone with the choices I've made, or to be forced to hurt them for my own gain.

So what they asked you to do isn't something unpleasant, or something that only benefits them, but... [Something she'd be doing anyway? It's hard to get a read on what their motivations are-- he's distrustful of anything in this situation that seems to be purely altruistic towards the residents, for obvious reasons.] ...I had a conversation recently about trying to figure out why they want us here. What they want us for. So far everything I've heard them ask for has seemed to be for our own good, on the surface.

I'm gonna be honest, hun. I prefer here to there, and I'd much rather have those I care about here than back with the Entity. And I.. guess I do owe them a debt of sorts for saviin' me from that situation.

[But she shakes her head, and gives a sigh of frustration.]

I just don't know when they're gonna collect on it.

...Yeah. I can't say I blame you. [Not with what she described. If the people behind this place were capable of rescuing Kate and the others trapped with her from something like that, well... Even if they had their own reasons for doing it, it certainly approved her current situation.]

So you're thinking of helping not for your soul, but in exchange for being here in the first place, or bringing in some of the other people you were with.

No, because it's the right thing to do. Preventin' others from fighting, at least. I guess it just lines up with what they want to begin with.

[Means she doesn't get much choice in the matter, but what is she supposed to do? Let them fight? Let them kill each other?]

It's a sticky situation. I just wish I knew what they were gettin' from it, is all.

So what they asked you to do was to stop other people from fighting? Fighting each other, not fighting them?

[He just wants to make sure-- it fits, somewhat, with what Abel said about their interest in keeping everyone relatively healthy, on a physical and maybe mental level. Why they would be stressing that to this extent is the bigger question.]

That's right. Fighting each other. Seems weird to me.

[It can't just be as easy as that. It can't.]

Or I dunno, maybe it just seems like that because we were pitted against people who were only out for our blood and death. Maybe that's just what I'm used to.

As someone who was not in that situation, I also think it's a little strange, [he says dryly. He hopes it's not too soon to be speaking about it so lightly, but it feels easier than acting otherwise.] Not that you'd want to stop people from fighting, of course, but that they would. I've heard from a few people that they seem to want us to stay relatively healthy. It just makes me wonder for what.

I've got no clue.

[It's fine, Kate doesn't mind him speaking lightly about it. If anything, it helps take the pressure off. She doesn't do well with speaking seriously about the Entity for too long.]

I tried askin', but they told me to just focus on feelin' better. Hard to do that with an unknown threat loomin' an' all.

[There's that insistence again on feeling better. It's just like Kate says-- it's hardly their first instinct given everything that's going on.]

Did they seem... sincere? [It's easy to imagine that in a snide, gloating way; it's also possible to see it as the opposite.] Sincerely wanting you to feel better, I mean.

It was over text, kinda hard to tell, but it was definitely a comment about my sorry state. [Her soul, she means. She shakes her head and sighs.]

I don't know. Maybe?

Hmm. 'Maybe' seems to be the best anyone can get a read on at this point. [Maybe malicious, maybe backhanded, walking that line so they never tip over into outright sinister. It can be worse to deal with than the alternative sometimes; it could certainly be more annoying.

He messes up his hair with his free hand, pulling an irritated face.] I guess it's too early to say more than what we already know-- they know a lot about us and like to make sure we know it. What a pain. [He sighs before turning back to her with a smile.] Do you think you'll need a hand with playing peacemaker?

[She has to agree with him. Their captors know a lot about them, and they know very little in return. Funny how that had been true even back in the Entity's realm.]

I'm not sure yet, honestly. Maybe I will, depends on how likely I am to get stabbed by the one the other told me was dangerous... Though so far, it doesn't seem like he's as willin' as the other made me think.

[Before this conversation, Natori probably would have taken it as a given that the reference to getting stabbed was a hypothetical. Now he's... a little less sure.]

So it's a specific pair you're working on, not just quashing any potential fights that break out among us? You can let me know if you ever need backup, though I don't have any particular defense against being stabbed either.

[She gives a halfhearted chuckle to his comment about not having any defense to being stabbed. Unfortunately for him, it's not hypothetical.]

Just leave the bein' stabbed to me. I'm pretty used to it by now. Honestly ain't the worst thing that's happened.

Just because it's not the worst thing that's happened doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. [He says it fairly lightly, more matter-of-fact than as a reprimand.] But how about this: if it looks like something supernatural is coming into play, give me a call and I'll see if I can stop it from getting worse. I do have some defenses in the right circumstances.

[Doesn't hurt... Well, it does, but it's so normal now, that it's the equivalent of say, a bee sting.

God, her life is so messed up.]

Well, it ain't like I'll be trying to get stabbed. [Just so he's clear!] But I think I can manage givin' you a ring if it's supernatural. And I do have some defenses, just so you know.

[She wags a finger at him.]

Haha, sorry, sorry! Didn't mean to imply otherwise. I'm only useful in very limited circumstances. Sometimes you have to let me feel important, you know?

--Ah, but for emergencies, you really should use the paper doll. I tend to turn the phone off when I'm sleeping.

Understandable, ain't no one likes being woken up in the dead of the night by spam calls. [And alarms... aren't ever pleasant to wake up to, honestly.]

I'll keep that in mind, but you're gonna have to show me how to use it. I assume there's a trick or somethin'?

Haha, that's right! That and curses. It's an old habit. [And one that he really doesn't need to keep up here, but whatever, he hasn't seen any ill effects from it yet.

He briefly considers summoning a doll over again before he decides not to chance it; instead he blows on the tea in his mug as he shakes his head.] Not much of one. These ones aren't capable of doing much more than flying back to me, but because of that they're easy for other people to activate. Since you can see-- [and he taps his cheek; the lizard isn't currently visible, but he figures she'll follow what he's getting at] it shouldn't be a problem for you. All you have to do is hold it when you want to send it back to me, and it will pick up on that intention. You can write messages on it if you want, but it's not necessary; if I get a blank one, I'll follow it back to where it came from.

Huh, that's pretty helpful. And neat.

[Mostly that it can be followed back to her, if she sends it to him.]

I'll be sure to only use it in emergencies. I'll let you get your beauty rest and not wake you up at 4am.

Haha, my sleep schedule is still messed up from work back home! There's a good chance I'd be up anyway.

[He gets to his feet with a particularly bright and cheerful smile at that-- fellow celeb, surely you know this life, surely you're not going to call him a soulbonder like some people-- and reaches over to grab a doll for her. (Well, really he takes a few steps towards the pile until he was blocking Kate's view of it and then summoned it to his hand.) When he offers it to her, it waves one of its little hands hello.] Anyway, I trust you to use it responsibly. It's still paper, so don't let it get too wet, but you don't have to worry about it getting too old or anything like that.

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