It's a very bad situation in the first place. Difficult to imagine anything that will make it good. But does it matter what he thinks, Sasha? Now that he's shown us all just what he does when he gets enough power, when he puts his mind to it. Does his opinion really mean anything to you?
[ It takes her a few moments to come to this conclusion, but there's a firmness to her words. Crane had likely been messing with her and everyone else from the start, under the guise of a "helpful" doctor.
[What a fucker indeed. And that's a good step for her to take, better than her actually caring way more now that Crane's gone and pulled his mask on.]
Good. Hold onto that. He may try to challenge you on it at some point. If he does, remember this talk we've had. Remember what you said just now. Don't let him shake you.
He's quiet for a moment before he lets out a short, joyless laugh. Nothing bitter or spiteful, just nothing cheerful. Empty noise.]
I don't know where he is. Even if I did, no. I would not. It was a one-time thing. It was always meant to be a one-time thing. If I saw him again, as things stand now, I'd do what I could to get him where he needs to be. Nothing else. You have my word.
[Which is rare for him to give, he's so prone to...changing...as needs demand. But this is one thing he's convinced on, so it's not difficult. It's not a lie.]
[ Crane is probably the only person she might not have any qualms about hurting if he did something to Will again. An arrow in the butt is what he'll get. ]
[And then slow murder via blue flower red thorns.]
Anything else?
[He's not trying to sound cruel, uncaring, or like he's been looking for any reason to shut this down from the beginning, but...if there isn't, perhaps it's best not to linger. Risk saying anything else alarming.]
[He means that sincerely. Even if the topic isn't easy to deal with, he'd rather people actually talk to him than go around behind his back, talk to someone else, or let things fester in their heads and become much worse than they are in reality. He appreciates that Sasha is both courteous and respectful about it all.]
I'll see you soon, I'm sure.
[He means that sincerely, too. He'll be around, she'll be around...unless the Porter snags them. But that's not a pleasant outcome, and this is a more pleasant thing to end on than goodbye. Or maybe that's just him. Regardless, that's all the "goodbye" he gives before he hangs up.]
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[ It takes her a few moments to come to this conclusion, but there's a firmness to her words. Crane had likely been messing with her and everyone else from the start, under the guise of a "helpful" doctor.
What a fucker. ]
No, it doesn't. Not anymore.
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Good. Hold onto that. He may try to challenge you on it at some point. If he does, remember this talk we've had. Remember what you said just now. Don't let him shake you.
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[ She'll practically engrave it in her mind. ]
I won't.
And... you won't let him do any more things to you, will you?
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He's quiet for a moment before he lets out a short, joyless laugh. Nothing bitter or spiteful, just nothing cheerful. Empty noise.]
I don't know where he is. Even if I did, no. I would not. It was a one-time thing. It was always meant to be a one-time thing. If I saw him again, as things stand now, I'd do what I could to get him where he needs to be. Nothing else. You have my word.
[Which is rare for him to give, he's so prone to...changing...as needs demand. But this is one thing he's convinced on, so it's not difficult. It's not a lie.]
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[ She's holding him to it. ]
Good.
[ Crane is probably the only person she might not have any qualms about hurting if he did something to Will again. An arrow in the butt is what he'll get. ]
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Anything else?
[He's not trying to sound cruel, uncaring, or like he's been looking for any reason to shut this down from the beginning, but...if there isn't, perhaps it's best not to linger. Risk saying anything else alarming.]
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No... it's okay now. I wanted to make sure everything was alright.
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Thank you for checking in with me.
[He means that sincerely. Even if the topic isn't easy to deal with, he'd rather people actually talk to him than go around behind his back, talk to someone else, or let things fester in their heads and become much worse than they are in reality. He appreciates that Sasha is both courteous and respectful about it all.]
I'll see you soon, I'm sure.
[He means that sincerely, too. He'll be around, she'll be around...unless the Porter snags them. But that's not a pleasant outcome, and this is a more pleasant thing to end on than goodbye. Or maybe that's just him. Regardless, that's all the "goodbye" he gives before he hangs up.]