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[shamebat]

Hello, this is Nadja. Please leave a message and I will return to it later.

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[shamebat]

If he is a warden then why do I need to be cautious?

[loveisall]

Nadja, I am a warden and you can't even say my name. I don't want you to encounter him without knowing that he may say something that will harm you.

[shamebat]

It is worse when we say your name than when you say it to me. It is like a firey headache that appears and disappears in a second.

[loveisall]

Mm, then consider my courtesy rescinded.

[shamebat]

Oh - no, don't, Richard.

Fuck.

Godri-

[and before she can finish saying his name, flames erupt from her throat, boiling up to almost melt the communicator in her hands]

[loveisall]

Nadja! Why would you do that?

[shamebat]

Because! Because I did not want you to storm off all upset over something that I don't understand why it is such a big stupid bloody deal!

[loveisall]

I know, I know.

I was simply trying to help because it seems these new people always take you by surprise.

[shamebat]

So you are going to make me feel terrible about what happened to Laszlo too?

[loveisall]

[A long pause.]

I'm confused.

[shamebat]

One of the fucking vampire hunters threw a stake through his wing and I forgot to warn Laszlo that he was here.

[loveisall]

Fucking Trevor.

He attacked me in the hallway and I didn't warn either of you, so - [Sigh.] That was also my fault.

[shamebat]

Yes, that one.

No, it isn't. It's my fault. Dracula warned me and I didn't warn him.

[loveisall]

Well, I think we can just be cautious of language without avoiding this one.

[shamebat]

Yes, all right.

How is he, this new one?

[loveisall]

Quiet and reserved. I don't know much about him, aside from what he's told me in the chapel. Apparently, much like our Ms. Blake, he's had some sort of negative interactions with vampires before, but he has made it very clear that he doesn't intend on continuing any of that here.

[shamebat]

Good. If he does that, then I will follow in your footsteps and not go around biting him on the neck.

[loveisall]

I would appreciate that. I am sure he does too.

As satisfying as it might be.

[shamebat]

What did he do to you?

[loveisall]

Nothing to me.

I don't enjoy gossip.

[shamebat]

Is that a slight against me or against him?

[loveisall]

Him. You're a friend.

He's a priest.

[shamebat]

Are you not also some sort of priest?

[loveisall]

...am I? What would make you think that?

[shamebat]

Don't you work in the chapel? And you are very...priest-like sometimes.