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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[plundering]

Sirens are rare and crazy powerful. They've got some sort of connection to Eridium, which is all over Pandora. I guess that's why so many of them have shown up there.

[devoutish]

I still don't understand much about them. Can she do those things?

[plundering]

Do what things? From what she told me, all sirens are different.

[devoutish]

The things you mentioned. Turning invisible, and hitting a target from a thousand miles away. How do you fucking hit a target from a thousand miles away?

[plundering]

[Fiona laughs, shaking her head.]

"A thousand miles away" was an exaggeration. Turning invisible isn't. Zer0 is... I don't know what the hell Zer0 is. Neither of them are sirens.

[devoutish]

They both sound equally fantastical to me.

[plundering]

Turning invisible isn't normal. Neither is having glowing tattoos, it's just that most vault hunters aren't normal. The ones that last, anyway.

[devoutish]

Sounds a bit ominous, doesn't it.

[He fingers her hair.]

Should I be worried about you?

[plundering]

[Fiona just shrugs.]

Dunno. We haven't had the best luck lately.

[And Mordecai and Brick might have killed her if Athena hadn't been there. Details!]

[devoutish]

Your job may be more dangerous than mine. Yeah, I'm sure of it, in fact.

[plundering]

Hey, I'm like a... baby vault hunter. Barely even started.

[devoutish]

Won't it get more dangerous the longer you're in it? Bigger jobs, higher stakes?

[plundering]

Right now, I just want to find the vault Gortys was made to find, grab whatever's in it, and get off Pandora.

[And... yeah, okay. She probably won't be happy with finding just one vault. Even Athena had mentioned as much.]

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah, time for more adventures after that, eh?

[plundering]

Maybe.

[She smiles a little, leaning her head into his hand absently.]

And what about you? What are you going to do if you get back?

[devoutish]

[He strokes up her face, encouraging that.]

The same thing I did before I left.

I'll try to forget this place, as much as I can.

[plundering]

Some of it isn't awful. Just most of it.

[She's half-teasing, brushing a bit of hair away from his forehead.]

[devoutish]

Nearly all of it.

[He bumps his chin against the top of her head.]

[plundering]

[Fiona laughs a little, letting her hand drop to his shoulder.]

I'd feel better if I wasn't always freezing.

[devoutish]

[He tugs her a little closer.]

People have chosen to live in this climate voluntarily. Alaska isn't uninhabited. Can you fucking believe it?

[plundering]

[Fiona scoots closer, laying her head against his shoulder, because he's twisting her arm and because she's cold, obviously.]

If I never see snow again in my life I might die happy.

[devoutish]

If I get home, I'm moving to the tropics.

[plundering]

Liar. You'd never leave London for good.

[devoutish]

Look at you, knowing me well.

[He nudges her.]

[plundering]

[She makes a quiet sound of protest.]

You're predictable.