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[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.