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[grappler]

... It's a fruit. It's not going anywhere.

[why is her sister Like This-]

[opheliac]

It's not going anywhere, she says. Tell that to mother nature. Or I guess the system, whatever. System nature. Nature system?

— Look, I don't see YOUR sorry ass going all the way out here, so we can keep it in stock for the rest of us. When winter gets here, you'll be thanking me. And I may consider saying,"you're welcome".

[grappler]

[oh God. that opened a can of worms, even though she hadn't meant it to. sometimes she forgets that they're in a fucking simulation...]

Okay, okay, fine. Just... be careful, okay?

[opheliac]

Relax, sis. I've got it all in the bag! Besides, I'm babysitting an escort.

[in which she scoffs over, suddenly remembering she has to stop by the said person's home.]

It was the only way I could convince Silco to let me do this. He thinks what I'm doing is a dumb idea, especially over a local nobody.

But!! — I'm telling you, having Honey fruit around during the winter season will be a big help to everyone here. And I don't gotta tell you out of all the remedies for sick and injuries, that stuff is a life saver.

[grappler]

It's also because I'm your big sis that I worry about you all the time.

[all. the. time. though she's gotten a little... better... kinda...]

But... yeah. Let me know if there's anything you need, okay? You know I'll come running.

[opheliac]

I'll say. Sooomebody's gonna have granny hair before they're fifty, and I wonder who that'll be.

[she crackles underneath her breath.]

— I've got my flame packed. Good old Santa gave it to me sometime ago. Lucky me, huh?

[grappler]

That's what hair dye is for.

[oh Jinx and her thing with Santa...]

Yeah, lucky you. [far it from slowing her roll, though.] I'll keep an eye on the skies. Just in case.