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Oh. I don't really eat that much at a time, so I've never tried taking more than a couple slices.

[Taking a whole one might save some time and effort, but she might also get tired of pizza before she manages to finish it.]

[Maybe it was the constant training back home or perhaps the whole being 'a growing boy' bullshit, but Jason has quite an appetite, though primarily for fast food.]

See, it feels like stealing, you get that adrenaline rush, but you're allowed to walk out with anything. Why not a whole pizza?

It's weird- it does feel like stealing!

[She's been here for nearly a year, and it still feels a little wrong to just take things and walk out of places. He's not wrong, though. It is kind of fun.]

Well... for one, I can't eat a whole pizza in one sitting!

[Jason enjoys the pinch of adrenaline he experiences when he grabs something out of the mart. Maybe it's not the same as stealing, but it sure feels like it.]

Not with that attitude.

The place I came here from didn't do money either.

[It did have ghosts powering everything, though, at least in the beginning. The way the shops are set up feels about the same as it did there. Unfortunately, that means that most of the excitement of just taking things has worn off... but it's better than nothing.]

I could probably manage a small one.

Your home doesn't have money? [Jason frowns as he takes a big ol' bite of cheesy goodness.]

I um... didn't come here from home.

[She takes another bite and spends entirely too long chewing in an attempt to hide the fact that she's stalling. Mostly, she's trying to decide how to explain without sounding like she's completely out of her mind.]

I died, and then I woke up somewhere else. There wasn't any money, but we had to wait in line for things anyway.

[Nailed it.]

[Jason furrows his eyebrows.] You died?

I know how crazy that sounds.

[It probably doesn't help that she has no memory of it actually happening, either.]

Not the craziest thing I've ever heard.

[Jason shrugs, but he can't help but think of Donna, how she died trying to help others. He imagines Chrissy would do something similar.]

Are you okay now? I mean. Mentally.

[Cause Jason got dropped off a building and he's never been the same.]

What's the craziest thing you've ever heard?

[She's not expecting an answer because he seems like the type of person to keep things pretty close to his chest. Still, she's curious.]

I don't know. I heard about it happening after the fact, in that other place... but I don't actually remember it happening.

[She'd been alone and afraid that first time, and the only one she'd ended up helping at all was Vecna.]

Well, there's these things called Lazarus Pits back home. You drop a dead person in one and they come right back.

[Jason shakes his head, pretty sure he wouldn't want to be brought back as some weird crazed zombie. Not that he really understands what the Lazarus Pit does.]

Guess that's a good thing. Who wants to remember dying?

That sounds... like Night of the Living Dead level crazy. I hope they're not just floating around where everyone has access to them.

[Because that kind of sounds like a catastrophe waiting to happen. She shrugs at the question.]

All I remember is being afraid and being chased by something... and then waking up somewhere else. I'm glad I don't remember anything else.

I think Bruce said they're all sealed except for two. One's with this weird guy out in the alps and the other one is unknown.

['Weird guy' being R'as al Ghul and 'the alps' being a random mountainous region that Jason can't remember off the cuff.]

That sucks. [Jason genuinely wants to help Chrissy feel better and considers relating his own near-death experience.] Trust me, you probably don't want to remember all the details.

That's a good thing, right?

[Chrissy's going to assume so, at any rate. At least if they're all out of the way or protected somehow, it seems less likely that things can go wrong.]

Yea. [That's not technically all she remembers, but it is the part that's the easiest to explain. And really, she doesn't want to dump a bunch of weirdness on him right now.] You're probably right. Hearing about it after the fact was more than enough.

Yeah, we don't want any fucking zombies around.

[From someone who does not know how Lazarus Pits work.]

What idiot told you how you died? [Jason will go punch him. He will. He will go do it.] Are they here?

Agreed.

[The question should be a simple one, and yet.]

The boy everyone blamed for it. He was there, but it was something else.

[In hindsight, maybe she shouldn't have invited herself into Eddie's life that way. It was desperation that led her to that picnic table, after all, and if it hadn't been Eddie, it would have been someone else.]

He's not here.

But he told you how he died? [Jason is fixing on a certain part of this story.]

Well, good. Otherwise he'd get knocked out.

Well, he didn't go into detail. He just said it was horrible.

[Which was honestly enough for her.]

That's a little unnecessary.

Oh. Well, then maybe he doesn't need to be knocked out.

Hey, sometimes assholes need someone to take care of them.

It's okay. Eddie's not that kind of asshole.

[She's not even denying that he's an asshole, but most people are to some degree.]

There are a lot of people in Hawkins that would benefit from a punch in the face.

Most people do deserve a punch to the face.

I can think of a couple people I'd like to punch if I ever see them again.

[But it's been almost a year, so she's not holding her breath on that.]

Take me with you. I'm great at punching people.

You're cute. Maybe I'll let you know if any of them show up.

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cw: casual-ish mention of death- and also nonsensical previous game mechanics lol

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