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[Juni is sitting at a desk mostly devoid of webs (it was one recently brought for her, it probably won’t be in such a good state for long) with several documents spread around her and a quill in her hand…. Ginger is lying on her lap, letting out the occasional purr but mostly just dozing as Juni does her work…

…Until he decides he wants food, at which point he digs in his claws] Ouch!

[Glares down at Ginger] Just let me finish this stuff and then I’ll get you something.

[Ginger looks up at her and lets out a questioning purr] I don’t know, mouse probably, maybe chicken, we haven’t exactly got a fridge.

[Blinks because she certainly didn’t mean to say that much and then returns to her documents, looking faintly perturbed]

(OOC: Experiment start!)

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[Hei is barefoot! And looking serious about something.] Juni, are you busy?

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[Looks up] Not really, I just keep these around so I can look like I'm doing something when he asks [...Okay, she would be looking really freaked out right now]

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[He nods, oblivious to the freaked-outtedness.] Juni, I need to ask you something.

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[Poking at her throat experimentally] Okay, what?

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The poison. Was it really going to kill you?

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[Opens her mouth to lie...] No, of course not [Gapes for a moment and then shrinks down in her chair, clinging to Ginger]

Oh, hell.

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[Blinks a little at the abruptness. But then her answer really sinks in. It's just as Crowley said. He's silent for quite awhile before he sighs.]

I see.

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[Opens her mouth to say something but then closes it again and stares at Ginger's back instead]

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[He's silent again for a long time.]

It's alright. I'm not angry.

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[Keeping her eyes down] You probably should be.

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Probably.

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I'm sorry.

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So am I.

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I know I shouldn't have but...

Wait, why are you sorry?

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I'm sorry for...being that stupid.

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You... Right, Hei, I've been lying to a demon master who can read my emotions for about ten years... I'm far too good at lying.

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And I'm supposed to be good at telling.

It doesn't matter. What's done is done.

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It's not your fault.

I suppose.

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...Are we okay?

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[Instantly] Of course.

[Poking at her throat again]

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[Slight smile.] Oh good.

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[Still keeping a hand on her throat but smiling] I'd appreciate it if we never mentioned it again.

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No problem.

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Good.