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[naloxone]

// m.cabrera

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[naloxone]

It's not like I'm offended.
I'd hope you wouldn't be, when I check in on you later.

[bossily]

Turning the tables, are we?

Just because I'm not used to something doesn't mean I'll be offended when you decide to do it later.

[naloxone]

You aren't used to it?
You?

[ that sounds more accusatory than she means for it to, but it just doesn't compute for marta at first. ]

[bossily]

[she has to laugh, because that comes out sounding full of disbelief.]

I'm used to being the one that takes care of other people. And if I'm doing that correctly, no one has the time to notice I may need checking up on.

[naloxone]

Is that what you prefer? No one noticing.

[bossily]

Are you trying to figure me out, Marta?

[naloxone]

Would that be such a bad thing?

[bossily]

Hardly. I do consider you to be a friend.

[naloxone]

Does that mean you won't resist?

[bossily]

for you? that's exactly what it means.

[naloxone]

I'll hold you to that.
Though don't worry. I promise I'm only a detective in name here. I won't be interrogating you or anything like that.

[bossily]

I'm not sure you'd beat me in an interrogation.

[because apparently there can be winners and losers in an interrogation]

though it sounds like a fun game to try sometime. maybe we can play so I can make up for that rubbish attempt at girls night out

[naloxone]

No one got hurt, I'd still call that a success.

[bossily]

Do you usually measure the success of your nights out in terms of whether or not someone got hurt? Or is that a habit you've recently picked up?

[naloxone]

[ ... ]

How obvious is it that I've seen one too many bar fights since coming here?

[bossily]

Painfully. I think you need to start keeping new company.

[naloxone]

I can only hope the next mission wouldn't require so much lying.

[bossily]

Why? Are you not good at doing it?

[naloxone]

[ —oops. ]


No, I
I guess you could say I have a terrible poker face.

[bossily]

Is that all?

I can help you with that. It's easy, I promise.

[naloxone]

It's a little more complicated than that.
It's not your responsibility though, don't worry about it.

[bossily]

Explain complicated.

[she'll just ignore that second part.]

[naloxone]

[ does she really have to... ]

I can't really lie.
At all.
Physically.

[bossily]

What, like Pinocchio?

wait. no. he could tell lies. he just shouldn't have.

what prevents you from being able to lie? physically speaking.

[naloxone]

I mean I suppose I still could.
If I wanted to.
If I thought it was worth it.

Nothing prevents me, I just... Afterwards, I feel sick.

[ no, no... even that isn't accurate, is it? ]

I mean I get sick.