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[ Oh, good... He feels slightly less guilty again, but there's no way to be sure it was the ones he returned that she found. And that doesn't really change anything anyway. He still stole her underwear.

He has no idea what to say now, though. He fumbles for something to say other than "That's good". ]

You should get more.

[ Very reasonable, he hopes. And no so embarrassing, even if just thinking of her underwear is embarrassing in itself. ]

[Since this is text, Tyr is not treated to Rita sputtering and shouting at the device--which she does even if he can't hear it. This is so, so awkward.]

Drop it.

[Clearly, avoidance is the solution...]

[ Now he's even more embarrassed than before. Maybe not responding would have been the best... ]

~~I didn't ke~~

~~You brought it up~~

O.K.

[And now they're totally forgetting about it, so Rita can move on like nothing happened...Yeah. Sort of. There's just one thing she wants to make absolutely clear.]

It's a curse. I wasn't going to just say that. Got it?

I know that.

You should reword it, or|

[ This is so awkward. He doesn't even know what to do. ]

You think I haven't already tried that? It won't go away.

[Uuugh and now everyone in the City's gonna see it.]

What were you even thinking when you wrote it?

I wasn't! I told you it was a curse!

There's usually still some thought behind it. ~~Like that cat~~

There wasn't. [There totally was.]

O.K. [ Which would sound much more annoyed if this wasn't just text. ]

[And even if it is just text, it doesn't mean Rita can't run her mouth (in a way).] I just don't get who'd be such a pervert.

[ It's enough to make Tyr feel guilty all over again. Maybe he should...sort of tell her the truth... ] Whoever took them was probably cursed and wouldn't even want your clothes now.

I didn't hear about any curses like that. Whoever did this is so going to be sorry. [Does he still feel like being honest...]

[ Considering he refuses to fight back with Rita now? No. But he feels really guilty. And disgusting. ] It could be more complicated than that.

[If it came down to it, though, she'd forgive him pretty easily. ~~Just because it's Tyr...~~] Stealing clothes isn't complicated|

I don't want them back, anyway.

[ ~~////~~ He still doesn't want to tell her... ]

Then there's no point talking about it. Whoever took them probably threw them away by now anyway.

[She'll never have to know...!]

Probably.

Guess I'll have to go shopping.

[ Unless there's an unfortunate memory theatre! ]

You should.

I'll cover some of it for you. It has to be a lot to replace everything.

[mklamsd yes. There would be so much embarrassment!]

[...Is Tyr offering to buy her underwear. Rita just stares at this for a little while.]

You don't have to. It's not like they're that expensive.

[ SO MUCH. /o\ It'd be a pretty light-hearted memory theatre. ]

[ N-not his intention....... It's money for whatever she needs money for! It's not like he knows how expensive girls' underwear is. ]

I'll just give you a free greens anyway. You deserve it.

[ Somehow, he feels like he's digging a hole. ]

[Sooo much. Lighthearted is nice, though!]

[Somehow, this just makes her much more embarrassed. She doesn't understand why he's saying stuff like that.]

Forget it-

Why are you-

If you really want to.

[ It is! Anyone can have drama... ]

[ He doesn't know how she deserves it, either, other than possible payment for being his teacher. I also meant 'few', not 'free' up there.;; ]

I do. since it's for something ~~important~~ you need replaced.

[Yes! But too much and they'll just break...]

[Rita might not be very good at gifts, but she's pretty sure money for panties is pretty weird. She doesn't really...think she can refuse, though. ~~/pats;; I figured that was what you meant!~~]

Then...I guess.

[ That's right. :( Breaking isn't so fun... ]

[ IT'S FOR WHATEVER SHE CHOOSES HE SWEARS. He feels so weird... ~~Sob, thanks;;~~ ]

O.K. Sometime later, then. [ When I'm not dying of humiliation. ]

Unless you want it now.

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