[Her skin crawls a little at his words, but as fucked up as it is, she knows it's more to do with hearing someone make conversation than what it is he's saying. Plus he's looking forward to sticking with her? Again, fucked up, she says! Guys are supposed to ignore her, girls are supposed to laugh at her... They were all supposed to die. Guess if she's an anomaly, there's other kinds of anomalies in the world.
She slows again so she can once more look at him properly, obviously more than a little perplexed. Ryder wonders if there will ever be a time where he says something and it doesn't make her feel like she's come across a fallen tree in the road she has to figure out her way around.]
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She slows again so she can once more look at him properly, obviously more than a little perplexed. Ryder wonders if there will ever be a time where he says something and it doesn't make her feel like she's come across a fallen tree in the road she has to figure out her way around.]
...You -- didn't. Dog. Why?