Voice: un.Mera

[winebending]

[There's silence for a long moment before she finally speaks. Her voice is quiet but matter-of-fact. She's a princess who shouldn't show emotion in these type of situations; even if her heart is breaking a little at having to do this.]

For those of you who knew him the man named Arthur Curry is no longer here.

Comments

[winebending]

Would it help?

[She's never had land-dweller booze.]

[doubled_speed]

Don't know. But it's traditional. Drown your sorrows and all.

[winebending]

Are you going to?

[doubled_speed]

Who said I had sorrows drown?

[winebending]

You sound as if you do.

[doubled_speed]

[What? Now how dare she says that? Tommy is almost annoyed.]

Nah. I mean, we hung out a few times, but don't really know the guy. Didn't know. Whatever.

[winebending]

Arthur has a way of growing close to people quickly.

[doubled_speed]

Then maybe you really do need to drown your sorrows if you're saying that.

[winebending]

I don't have sorrows.

[doubled_speed]

Then we're united there. With no sorrows. We're fine.

[Lies. Deep lies.]

[winebending]

Good. He would be upset if he had hurt those close to him.

[doubled_speed]

We weren't close.

[Be upset, Arthur. Because yeah, he's a bit hurt. But he'll be over it in, like two minutes. Honest. Completely honest. Whatever.]

[winebending]

Of course not.

[She knows you're upset.]

[doubled_speed]

[And he doesn't know how to handle that so whatever.]

Of course of course not. We hung out maybe twice.

[winebending]

I see.

[doubled_speed]

Yeah. Of course you do. Except there's nothing to see. Sorry your friend is gone.

[winebending]

Thank you.