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[fuelthefire]

You have reached the voicemail inbox of Krieg the Psycho.

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[fuelthefire]

I can still do it sometimes? Twice a year. I'll show you if it happens again.

[And sometimes he just incidentally self-immolates right in the middle of flamethrower contests with MC and TD. The fire hurts like hell the whole time he's burning and it's great! It feels just like home!]

...I bet she could! You should ask her when you meet her because I'll probably forget to!

[lyingheart]

Are you going to remember to show me your fire breathing in that case?

[ She makes a mental note to perhaps mention this to his friend should they ever get talking, raising an eyebrow at his straightforward acknowledgement of his memory challenges. ]

[fuelthefire]

Pffff! Yeah! 'Cos I always wanna show everyone!

[He's not typically the bragging type, and he's not really bragging here, either. He's good at what he's good at and he sucks at what he sucks at, and that's just how it is, but his fire breath is So. Awesome. He just wants to share that awesome with his friends.

He just hasn't really ever had an opportunity because making sure Angel was okay during Those Weekends always took precedence but we're not going to think about that

Also yes hi hello, Annie, this is Krieg, possibly the most straightforward man in existence. He may not always be easy to understand (though since he's been stuck here he's gotten a lot better!) but he's not shy about voicing his feelings! Or anything else, really.]

[lyingheart]

Good, one less thing for me to remember in order to remind you.

[ She leans against the railing and watches the water they're cutting over. ]

Would you be up for sparring later?

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[fuelthefire]

[His attitude shifts for a moment, dropping abruptly from his standard good cheer to something more serious, and he says a word, sincerely, that he almost never says:]

Sorry.

[A beat as his gaze drops to the deck of the ferry, and then away from her, out over the water.]

I don't forget stuff on purpose.

[Not any of the stuff that happens here, in any case. It's not something he's ever spoken aloud to anyone before. Angel just knew. And so do Maya and Gaige, for that matter. He doesn't have anything to explain to them. But Annie...she's a little strange, which he respects, and he likes her a lot. So he wants her to know.]

[fuelthefire]

[Her invitation to spar flips a switch, and he's instantly back to his usual, aggressively cheerful demeanor.]

Yes! Yes yes yes! I'll fight you anytime!!

[lyingheart]

[ The apology catches her off guard, leaving her looking his way, brow furrowed just enough to wrinkle her forehead. ]

I wasn't holding it against you. What you remember or forget, it's fine either way.

[ Lute leans against her thigh, and she reaches out, resting a hand on his head. ]

Just so you know. It's not something I'd hold against you.

[ This all said in the face of the aggressively cheerful demeanor, because her gears don't share the same switch. ]

[fuelthefire]

[No one's gears share the same switch, and that's probably a good thing.

He's quiet for a moment, a little thrown off because she'd chosen to address his apology - Why wouldn't she, she's not an asshole - staring out over the water. Then he turns his head to look back at her and contemplates her for a long moment before finally replying.]

....Thanks, Honeyshine.