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Well, you've been dealing out advice this entire conversation.
Or am I the only one whose allowed to recieve great advice and then only take half of it?

[At least her formatting returning is a sign she's feeling a little better.]

At least you can say you didn't cause this problem.
And hey, those pills worked.
Good info.

i definitely got myself shot and almost killed several people but yeah kudos for me i guess

[Tim for the love of god what did you JUST say to her.]

i guess they did though
so thats something

I mean
same, buddy

But yeah, I'd say its more than something.
Who knows if it could've been applicable on a larger scale, but.
Not time for that.

I'm just glad you're okay.

i was with rick
he injected me with this thing that helped

everything tasted like limes for like a week though

[He did warn him. Not that Tim had cared much at the time, gagging liquid copper and with two bullets in his side.]

Yeah, his stuff tends to do things like that.
Guess everything has a side effect.

Take it easy, okay?
You need anything, hit me.

only if you tell me if you need something

[So never gonna happen, basically?]

i meant more like 'im recovering from a gunshot wound and cant get water'
but i mean
we kinda stumble into these emotional talks anyway

you asked me how i was feeling after you were the one who turned into the reaper antichrist and rick fucking vaporized you or something

to be honest im not really sure what you were expecting

Coulda gone worse.
Besides.
My squad isn't usually this forthcoming with talking about me or themselves.

Take care of yourself okay?
At least do that.
And yes, I'll do the same.

maybe because they learned from watching you

[That's probably a low blow. That's probably crossed a line of some sort. He also knows that if he did cross a line, she's not likely to call him out on it.]

Or maybe because the kind of people you pick up for crazy missions beyond the universe that fix their problems with guns aren't exactly the feelsy type.
It's a toss up.

[She's grinning at the screen, no worries. Hopefully he can tell she's just giving sass at this point.]

do you know literally anyone here who willingly talks about their feelings
like at all

[‘Cause boy but Tim sure doesn’t!!!!]

Not even a little.
But somebody must, right?
Theoretically.
Anyway.
See you around.

sure

[They don't really have a choice in that.]

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