enfangs | harrow.

[harrow... your head problems...]

... Yikes. Sounds pretty... bad?

[It's fine!!!!]

It's little more than a headache and some blood.

... D'you want some painkillers for that, or...?

. . . Are you the one who stole them all.

—Not all of them! Probably!

[Giving him a flick. But she's smiling.]

Mineo gave me some already. I told him I was disappointed - the person who stole them even beat me.

[he reaches up to rub where she flicked him.]

You snooze, you lose! But, well, the offer's on the table if you need more.

Thank you. I should be all right, really.

Good. Shit's probably already rough enough without headaches and nosebleeds and maybe having to do extra laundry.

I tire of the topic, I admit. It isn't anything particularly serious, so let's move on.

Oh, uh, sure. [a beat.] I didn't actually have any other topics, though, so...

[. . . She laughs.]

You have no opinions on the trial?

I don't even know what the fuck happened.

Neither do I, but I think that is because I am cursed. Pay more attention, won't you?

I-I was paying plenty of attention! It just got really weird at the end!

Yes. It did.

[Touching her hand to her temple.]

I'll try to explain it whenever this wears off.

Take your time, I don't need to know right now.

But, uh, does that explanation include anything about Eleanor?

Misa killed her. . . ? It must be so?

I guess! I feel like we sort of skipped a lot of steps, but hey, pod traps win again! You and Molly did good.

Mineo set those. But it just. . . she really didn't even bother. It's troublesome.

... Yeah. The entire thing is just—weird?

Very unsettling.

Why can't any of these be straightforward...