week 3; thursday

[scythegun]

[Top Dollar will find a letter slipped under his door, like before. It's written in the same elegant handwriting, though it looks a bit rushed this time.]

Please meet me in my room. I need to discuss this with someone.
-Y

[You'll find that he's left the door open so you can let yourself in. Yeager's currently working on something at the desk, though it looks like he hasn't been very successful given how many crumpled sheets of paper there are.]

Comments

[devilsnight]

No...? She doesn't really call me anything.

[...]

I mean, she doesn't really talk around anyone but me anyway, so it's not like she needs to.

[...top dollar, no.]

[scythegun]

[...your sister needs friends.]

Well, I suppose that makes sense. [kinda??] Why doesn't she talk around anyone else?

[devilsnight]

Her English is total shit, my friend.

[...WHILE WE'RE ALL BEING HONEST.]

[scythegun]

Oh, that would explain it! I'm still teased about mine and I've been speaking it for a very long time!

[what the hell is german in this game, we just don't know]

[devilsnight]

Hers is way more basic than yours is, trust me.

I know enough of what she does speak well to answer questions sometimes, but that's about it. Trying to communicate for shit was real interesting for the first couple of years.

[scythegun]

I can imagine so! English isn't a very easy language to grasp. I was actually quite bad at it at first! But I'm sure she's improved a lot since you met her, ja?

[devilsnight]

Sorta, yeah. Just not to a point where she talks all that much around my guys.

[...Her English is still absolute shit, but at least it's comprehensible shit.]

[scythegun]

Is she shy about it?

[devilsnight]

She likes to act like she's not, but yeah.

[scythegun]

Oh no, that's completely understandable! I was very embarrassed too, you know!

[devilsnight]

It's not like I think any less of her for it; I respect her opinion above everybody else's. She's important to me like that.

[scythegun]

I can imagine so! You speak very highly of her; you don't say as much about the rest of your group.

[devilsnight]

That obvious, huh?

[jesus.]

She's pretty much the only one that actually matters to me.

[scythegun]

That's also understandable! The only two who matter to me are my daughters!

[what would it be like if he didn't have them, yikes.]

[devilsnight]

[good lord, both of these people

nothing like shameless nepotism to brighten your day]

Maybe I'll actually get to meet them after all this shit's over, yeah?

[scythegun]

Oh I'm sure you will! They'll like you, I'm sure!

[The enthusiasm is definitely much more genuine instead of his usual faked cheerfulness.]

[devilsnight]

You're just fuckin' full of flattery, aren't you?

[...look that was kind of nice, okay]

[scythegun]

I like to think I know my girls better than anyone else! They tend to be a bit nicer than I am, but they can recognize talent when they see it. I don't give compliments to people who don't deserve them, you know!

[he makes a business out of "nice"!!]