Video: Y'all need therapy

[acapriciousthing]

[Death's sitting in what is clearly a passenger room, but not decorated in any particularly personal way.]

Hey. Bit of a month we've had, isn't it?

I'm not a trained therapist or anything. [Being older than psychology and all] But my job usually means running into people when they're at their worst. So I've gotten pretty good at listening.

I've grabbed room one on deck nine of the passenger quarters if anyone just wants someone to talk to. Or just wants tea and cookies. I promise that at my age, there's pretty much nothing you can tell me that I haven't heard before at some point. And it's never my place to judge or spill your secrets to someone else.

((OOC: Feel free to answer on the network or just action on down to her "office"))

Comments

[circumitus]

Am... regrettably quite familiar with those types of persons.

[acapriciousthing]

I'm sorry. He's not the sort of person I would wish on anyone.

[She'd felt sorry for him, in the end. But that didn't change what he had done.]

[circumitus]

Well, suppose it's not a problem here, is it?

[Rey, on the other hand, is not quite as sympathetic and forgiving.]

[acapriciousthing]

So far Smiley seems pretty different from Mayfield's puppetmaster.

[circumitus]

Do you truly think he's the one pulling the strings here?

[acapriciousthing]

Not necessarily. It could easily be layers of puppets. But he's one of the more constant forces.