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I only "interrogate" you on secrets I suspect endanger myself and the other people here. The fact that that seems like everything you do says more about you than me.

[It isn't like she interrogates everyone. That would be exhausting.]

maybe i just don't feel like sharing my life's story all the damn time

[It is dangerous. That's the thing. And that's precisely why he isn't talking.]

[He has a broad definition of life story.]

I can't promise nothing you don't want to talk about will come up. But I won't pry past that.

[Maybe partly because she suspects he'll have to tell her some of the things anyway. If he wants her help at least.]

Edited 2016-12-16 19:02 (UTC)

fuck it. fine.
as long as it keeps that asshole away from doing whatever the hell he wants to do

That's the spirit. Your enthusiasm is really inspiring. Any ideas what he could want? He called you the liar like it was a title.

[If she's looking for enthusiasm, she'll really have to look somewhere else. Then she says liar, and he -

Freezes.

He's...yeah, okay. But that's not a very special word. No one needs to know the importance of it. And she can't possibly know. Can she? At all.]

my guess is just to mess with us
make us not trust each other or something
though i'll be honest here i'm pretty sure you already don't trust a word i say

[He'll be honest, huh. Well, he's not wrong.]

You seem to enjoy bitching about how little I trust a whole lot more than attempting to give me any reason why I should.

case in point.

look it's fine if you don't trust me
probably best.

just
you know
trust him less?

[That's definitely interesting. And makes her no less interested in figuring out what the fuck his deal is.]

I don't trust a single person here besides my brother. Do you want my help or not?

Edited 2016-12-17 16:28 (UTC)

[uuuuughhHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Fuck it.]

fine.
what's the first step

That's on you. What do you know about this guy? Or what can you guess, seeing as he's at least a little bit you.

mostly he's a bullshitter.
not just lying about stuff to hide it or keep you on your toes.
it's like he lies just for the fun of it or something.

keeps trying to convince me certain things happened that never

you know.

He did spend a lot of time trying to convince me he was my Mirror.

What things?

seriously?

[What the hell, Mirror Tim?]

at first it was really vague stuff like saying such and such was my fault.
like standard b-movie horror stuff you'd see written on floors in lentils or something

then he tried to make me believe a friend of mine never existed.

He didn't even attempt to mimic my handwriting. It was a pretty sloppy attempt.

Really? In an insinuating you were hallucinating way or something?

pretty much.
or that i was losing it.

[An easier feat than one might assume, given the state of Tim's mind, but there's no way he's letting her know that one. It's hardly relevant anyway.]

it wasn't very good in terms of a lie but it made sure i didn't trust a damn thing he said.

He's not making much of an effort to hide his untrustworthiness. Sloppy, depending on what his goal is.

guess thats his gimmick.
or maybe that's what he wants?

i don't know. i don't like any of these things.

Yep, not my favorite Mirror I talked to.

[Not her least favorite either, but that's mostly because she had the distinct pleasure of talking to her own Mirror and Shaun's Mirror and that was an extremely unpleasant experience.]

He also said you have evidence in your pocket. Any idea what that means?

[Oh that little asshole. Tim grimaces, grateful they're speaking over text.]

nope.
but like i said good luck trusting anything he says.

[The best lies are wrapped around grains of truth. Georgia's a terrible liar and even she knows that. She'd bet anything Tim's lying to her now. She doesn't trust anything either Tim says.]

How about an eyeless thing watching me?

[Shit.

Shit. That fucker. He saw fit to drag her into this too, did he? Little prick. That's just fucking perfect, huh? That's exactly what he needs. Another Jay to dig up all his secrets.

He can't let this happen again.]

no idea.
sorry.

[He is definitely full of shit. Silly her, getting up her hopes that he might actually cooperate.]

You do understand that I need something to work with if I'm helping you, right? If you're going to play dumb you should have just said no from the start.

[Goddamn it George. He's doing this to protect people.]

alright fine.
whatever he said about an eyeless thing?

you need to leave it alone.
i don't mean that lightly.

[Thank fuck he's at least talking now. Even if he's telling her to leave it alone and that goes against her every journalistic impulse. Then again, so does investigating what his Mirror was so clearly trying to push her into investigating. It's possible she's just contrary.]

And what makes this different from all those other times you've told me to leave things alone?