[ taps the knife to her head. ] Maybe because I’ve had them for basically forever and the flowers were kind of new? though I guess that doesn’t really explain King’s sitch. [ hums, thoughtful, as she slices her own palm... blood still pink. ]

I’m not entirely surprised. [ she hands the knife back to him as she flicks her tongue over the wound for a taste - STOP JUDGING!!! ] ...just disappointed.

[ but it’s whatever! she’s going to start shedding her clothes, so she can climb up and over the bridge’s railing. ] There’s really only one corruption I care about knowing the status of.

Are you two- [ er, looks from them both to just intensity. ] are you ready in case the answer’s no?