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[he staggers in, one hand clamped to an eye.]

Ow, fu...uck?

[that was his attempt at making it a question, which doesn't seem to fly with the weird masked things. not that they indicated that, in any way, he just had a feeling.]

Okay, uh, say you been only eating the same thing for - [his eyes glaze over as he tries to do math in his head and fails] - years. What's the first thing you'd eat once you got the chance?

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[oh, they do!]

I recognized one of those things.

All the more reason to start exploring the world of pastry now. If that wasn't a hypothetical question.

It was, but you probably figured that out already. Remember what they taste like?

[ Ah, well, now judgment turns to pity. ]

I don't usually have to remember.

[ She sounds faintly apologetic about it. ]

Sorry. I just... don't, anymore. Remember, that is. Taste-wise, at least.

I thought it was an unusually masochistic question. Maybe it is not so bad, then. If you can't remember.

Sometimes. But you wonder, you know? I used to spend a lot of time doing that.

And now... only when you've been punched in the eye?

I walked into a door, actually.

[that, sadly, is the god's honest truth. He lifts his hand to reveal a rapidly closing cut, any hint of blood long gone from it.]

[ That is. Amazing, in a way. Eleanor sort of smiles. Which is not the right reaction to any of that, but sometimes it's nice to know that you may not be alone in failpiring. ]

[they could have a contest about it, but Harvestman's fairly confident he'd win.]

I am the worst vampire, I know.

[ Eleanor is older but has done a lot less living. Dang eternal teenagerhood.

Anyway, she only approached him at all because of the eye thing. She's never seen any of the dude vampires who kept chasing her and Clara around do anything that undignified. They all wear like. Suits. All the time. ]

I don't think that's such a bad thing.

[If Harvestman ever put on a suit it would probably catch on fire due to the indignity of it]

Well, I ain't dead-dead yet, so that's something. Right?

Yes.

[ Solemn again, like the beginning, but clear-eyed and somehow more open. Harvestman is Okay. ]

It counts for a lot.

[Good! He prefers that over vampires who would rather bash his head in, which she would probably not be surprised to hear there were a lot of those.]

You always so serious?

It is what comes naturally to me. [ She makes a little grimace with just her mouth. ] Especially without my friend.

But there are pastries.

[ Sorry not sorry that her kind of vampires can eat lol. ]

[he greatly admires her ability to control her facial expressions]

Which you can eat.

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