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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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

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[devoutish]

Do you make things for yourself, then?

[nursetemple]

Do you mean non-white communities? Because, yeah, we do, we try. It's getting better. Slowly. Very slowly.

[devoutish]

Yeah, your community.

Do you want my advice?

[nursetemple]

[Oh, that's interesting.]

Sure, although I'd advise caution. It is kind of a sensitive topic.

[Better not to pretend otherwise.]

[devoutish]

From somebody with similar sensitive topics, then.

[So he understands, and will back off immediately if he's told to.]

The outsiders are never gonna care about you. Not as a group. Some might care about you as a person, but if you expect them to care about your culture, you will be disappointed.

[nursetemple]

[She lets out a noise.]

I think...I feel like we know that. But it's more about being recognized - being treated as equals. Seeing the work that we do is as good as white people's. That we're capable of beauty, too. That we can be beautiful, too.

[The number of times where that applied to her on a personal level when she was a kid and a teenager, she doesn't want to say. Every teenager goes through a phase where they think they're ugly.]

[devoutish]

I wouldn't hold your breath over them seeing you as equals or treating you well, either.

[nursetemple]

That's the issue. That's what we're fighting for. Surely, one day...

[devoutish]

My people have waited for thousands of years, and it hasn't happened.

[nursetemple]

So you think it's not worth fighting?

[Because she doesn't agree with you, there.]

[devoutish]

Mm, well - I'm not gonna roll over and give up. But I'm not gonna be surprised if things do not change very much. There's a reason we stick together.

[nursetemple]

Yeah, I get that. I don't plan on rolling over either, and I'll keep on hoping to see change.

[devoutish]

-- It's gotten better, I know. Yeah. There's a reason I had you talk to Kesara.

[nursetemple]

Which makes me wonder - have you talked to her recently? We had a short chat, but I haven't heard from her in a while.

[devoutish]

Yeah, we talk. She keeps me updated on things. Give her a call, if you like.

[nursetemple]

I might. Make sure she's okay. I saw her name in the obituaries not long ago... but she's back?

[devoutish]

Yeah, she's back.

[And he's very relieved about that.]

[nursetemple]

Okay. Well, that's good - in a sense.

[She'd rather if the kid wasn't here at all and didn't have to live through this town, but at least she's alive.]

[devoutish]

Good because she's not dead.

[Bad because they're all still here.]

[nursetemple]

Yeah. [Yeah, she gets it.]

Did you - have you - died? [It's harder to ask than she wants to.]

[devoutish]

Besides the night in the hotel? Twice before. An anomaly, then an accident.

[nursetemple]

Jesus.

[Claire wipes a hand over her face, her jaw clenched. She'd been hoping for a no - besides that night - but of course that was naive.]

I'm sorry.

[devoutish]

Yeah. Nothing to be done about it.

[nursetemple]

[She has to wonder, how many times has everyone died around here? How many terrifying experiences have they all gone through? It's not just him, and it's not just that murderous night. It's been going on for so long for some people in town, they might not even remember what life is like back home.]

It's hard to think of. That this happens. That you can die, and come back. It doesn't make any sense to me. It's - not right, you know?

[devoutish]

It isn't true death. That's how I think about it.