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[hisstrength]

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I can't talk right now. Leave a message if you want.

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[tonsofpun]

I was sort of trying to be hypothetical, but that didn't work, so-

It's Riley. My best friend, from home.

[hisstrength]

[They've met. At least she's met a girl named Riley about their age who was pretty good at throwing knives.]

Okay. [Awww.] Well, you guys have known each other a while, right? You gotta talk about it at some point or else it's just gonna... sit there forever and a day with both of you thinking about it and nobody saying a word.

Just... trust me. If you don't talk, it makes a mess of things.

[tonsofpun]

... gotcha.

I just don't know why I'm nervous as hell.

[She's gone into impossible odds armed with a switchblade or less. She's taken down fucking Voldemort. She's decimated giants and fought in battles, killed hundreds of Infected-

And she was scared then, too, but this seems crazy.]

Go figure.

[hisstrength]

[A shrug doesn't make much sound. She realizes after a moment she may have to put it into words.]

I was, too. Terrified, actually. I'm not sure why, either, I mean, it's pretty ridiculous in comparison to the things we already do.

[tonsofpun]

But it turned out okay, right?

[Maybe this is what she needs to hear. That it's worked before.]

[hisstrength]

It did.

[She sounds confident, if only because it's easy to ignore the last time she saw him back home when he hasn't woken back up here.]

You guys'll be fine.

[tonsofpun]

... okay.

[Beyond the nervousness in her voice, there is excitement, happiness. Determination. This is GOING to go well. They'll make sure of it.]

Okay. I'm going to talk to her.

[hisstrength]

Alright. Good luck!

[Ellie deserves something to work out for her for once. Tris hopes it will, but she's pretty sure, so there's that.]

[tonsofpun]

Thanks, Tris. I'll let you know how it goes.

[hisstrength]

Alright. And- no problem.

[she cuts the feed, still smiling.]

[tonsofpun]

[They haven't talked, so go talk to her.

God, Ellie, why are you so dumb?

Ellie rubs a hand down her face, thankful the recording isn't in video, and shuts everything off.]