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[jumpthegun]

Batman's looking for him, at least. If he can get ahold of him, I think he's the best chance for containing him. He's dedicated, if nothing else. Brian, I'm not sure. Jade doesn't seem to be able to control him. I'm worried about her being alone with him.

[devoutish]

We discussed it a bit, yeah.

[He still thinks it's a dumb idea that's doomed to fail.]

Jade's the kid?

[jumpthegun]

[Well, what are the alternatives, Mr. Solomons? We still don't have any.]

She's the girl traveling with him. Not sure if they've picked up anyone else. I know Davesprite knows Jade from their own world. Not sure how they fit together, though.

[devoutish]

Davesprite.

[Explain, Watson.]

[jumpthegun]

He's one of the new arrivals. A sort of... feathery, orange... ghost-boy. Nice enough. Kind of flip. He died just a little while ago and came back recently. He's in the aquarium with me at the moment. Lost his language skills.

[devoutish]

A feathery orange ghost boy. What a place we've found ourselves in, eh?

[jumpthegun]

Well, after the monster goat, I'm pretty much set for anything, aren't you?

[devoutish]

The monster goat and the talking dog.

[jumpthegun]

And the talking cat... who's also apparently a star or constellation or something.

[devoutish]

When did we get a cat?

[jumpthegun]

Awhile back. Apparently that's what 'at I will not' is.

[devoutish]

Fucking ridiculous. I hope I don't end up in a house with any of 'em.

[jumpthegun]

The dog seems nice... and just about what I'd expect a talking dog to be like. Toriel's nice, too. [He pauses to cough raggedly and sip some water. This conversation is doing a number on his throat.] She's worried about Frisk, though, with her illness keeping on. Have you still got your cough and fever?

[devoutish]

Yeah. And you, what have you got? You're ill. I can hear it in your voice.

[jumpthegun]

I'm not ill. Just a rough throat. Bit of trouble, like I said. It'll pass.

[devoutish]

What sort of trouble?

[jumpthegun]

Had a tussle with someone. All this static is making things bad, Alfie. Might be better you're blind right now, really. He thought I was an anomaly. It's sorted.

[Just going to get the lie out. Yep.]

[devoutish]

I suppose you don't want to say who it was?

[jumpthegun]

Would it make a difference to you if I did? You don't know him very well.

[devoutish]

I would like to know, but I'm not gonna push. Certainly not gonna try to do something about it.

[jumpthegun]

[Thank you for responding in the manner he told Tony you would respond, Alfie. John breathes a quiet sigh of relief. Fiona may very well done more the problem, then.]

If you can promise me you won't tell Fiona who it is before I do, I'll let you know. She's got more of a temper than you. I'll need to explain it carefully.

[devoutish]

Is it someone Fiona knows well?

[jumpthegun]

Not that I'm aware of, no. [Which he honestly expects to go down worse than someone she's friends with or at least likes. Like if it were Beckett.] He's the man I was going to meet weeks ago that I wouldn't tell you about... [His mysterious ally.]

[devoutish]

The paranoid one.

[Alfie has a few guesses.]

[jumpthegun]

Yeah. The paranoia didn't help.