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[blindpuppet]

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[snowjoke]

Yeah, probably.

[Absolutly, he will and possibly even do it by mistake before they even get back to the room.

He follows her to the register, the pair look like quite the pair at the moment.]

Will this work at all?

[blindpuppet]

Yes.

[Enis pays for the two thermometers and keeps the bag in her hand as they leave the store.

She really doesn't trust Jason with anything breakable.]

Let's get back fast. I don't really want an audience while we do this.

[snowjoke]

[Honestly, for the best, he doesn't even trust himself with anything breakable, he just does his best.

He just follows behind her like some lost dog.]

It's not gonna be anything special? just gonna see how cold I can make shit?

[blindpuppet]

That's right. Up to a point when the body cannot be healed. My blood doesn't die when it leaves me, it continues to replicate and grow. [She glances over at him and then explains.] Which is not normal.

So we're going to see how long it takes before you can kill me.

[It's a fucked up experiment but fun too.]

[snowjoke]

[Jason just follows behind quietly for a moment, before moving to walk next to her.

He just stares at Enis for a hot second with a frown.]

you got some weird idea that I'll kill you? Like... what's up with that? It sounds cool that your body fixes itself when hurt.

[He'd take that, but usually he's scared that he'll die all the time.]

Like... it's real fucked up you gotta work on that.

[blindpuppet]

[Bright vibrant blue eyes glance over at Jason before refocusing on the path in front of them.] It is fucked up but I don't want to work on it Jason.

I want to die and if you can't do it then I'll find someone else.

[It's as simple as that.]

This experiment is for you, not me. So you can be assured that you can't kill me.