@swervdcity sent: i prefer hanging out with people who are dead for 200 years. it's the live ones that throw me. / accepting.
❛ oh. uh. ❜ the confusion on her face would be less comical if she didn't so resemble a frightened deer. sure, she can tell it's a joke, and a pretty kind one at that, but that doesn't mean it doesn't throw her off regardless.
you'll have to forgive her, she's still getting used to this. josey clearly already has for quite some time now, but the blasé way he talks about their sort-of-shared situation is still very new to her.
( from what she understands, it's not very similar at all, if you're being technical, but dead is dead, right? or sort of dead, at least. )
after what feels like ages to her ( in reality, really only a few seconds ), she speaks again. ❛ well, i, uh ... haven't been. for, um. that long, at least. but i hope that's still cool. ❜ her attempt at a joke back is interrupted by the scrunch of her nose. something occurs to her. she blinks. ❛ but — neither have you, right? ❜ oh, the implications of that kind of makes her wish he was referring to himself. when she speaks again, it seems like she'd rather be saying anything else. her voice comes out stilted, an obvious undercurrent of discomfort running through her words. ❛ do you — uh. do you know ... many people who ... have been dead for 200 years? ❜
