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[A pale skinned young girl is on the screen. She has an emotionless look on her face, staring at the camera as if she were trying to defeat it with her will alone. When she speaks, it is in a similar tone, a soft tone that simply conveys her message without giving any hint of what she might be thinking.]

I know that some of you are an acquiescence of a man named Larry Butz. You may not know that he has let me stay in his house over the last few months. I have kept mostly to myself in that time. I have had no real reason to reach out to the outside world. I had the safety I needed from the night time and that was what is important. The reason I bring him up is simple. He has not returned home for several days. I was uncertain if it was something simple like us simply missing one another, as I do not spend my days cooped up in here. However, I am no longer able to reach him. From what I have read about other people's experiences, it is likely that he is no longer in the city. That is good for him, as he is no longer trapped, but leaves me in something of an awkward position. I am uncertain if I will be allowed to remain here. I am not one to reach out to others.

[Here, her mask of neutrality briefly cracks. Clearly, the thought of depending on someone else is not something she is fond of.]

But I fear I may be forced to do so, if I am correct. Even if I remain in this house, there is the matter of food. I lack an income, there is no work for someone my age. I am open to suggestions, should anyone have any. If not, I suppose I could start selling his things. It may seem impolite, but he did not seem the sort who would let someone starve, so I do not think he would be offended.

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[Lieselotte... she's on her own? Warsman stares at the video for a moment, feeling his stomach shift- then he hits the reply button with a new determination. He sounds surprisingly assured.]

There's a charity drive running at the Newcomer Community Center right now. And- [He breaks off, briefly circling uncertainty before forging straight on.] And if you need anything else, Lieselotte, you only have to ask. Me, that is.

[He pauses again, but it's deliberate this time- and when he speaks again he sounds softer again, more typical.] I'm sorry about your friend. No one should have to be alone at this time of year.

I do not wish to be of any trouble. I am mostly worried about where to stay. I cannot very well live on the streets after all. It is possible I may even be able to lay claim to this house, as a current resident. But without an income...

[There is a moment's pause.]

If I must, I may be able to find a way to supplement it.

You aren't being any trouble at all, I promise. [He pauses. He's not at all used to staying with people, but...] You... could always stay with me as a last resort though I'm sure you could find somewhere better if it came to it. My apartment only has one bedroom, but I wouldn't mind taking the sofa.

You are too nice to someone you don't really know anything about. I suppose I should think that you're stupid.

[She doesn't sound like she believes that, however.]

You have told me about yourself, but you know nothing about me. Perhaps the time has come to change that. But I won't say it here, where others may be able to overhear. If afterwards you still feel the same way, then I will know I can trust you.

[a little self-deprecatingly] I keep being told that.

[He pauses.] If you'd rather talk about it in person, I can stop by whenever you want.

It is not the sort of thing I am comfortable talking about where others might hear. If I say it on the network, eventually it will get noticed if anyone cares enough to look for it. At least this way they would have to go through you, and I don't think you would betray me.

Then I'll come to you. [A short pause.] Would later this afternoon be alright? Or do you need a little time to...?

[Painfully neutral, because this was so painful.]

Thank you for letting us know that he is gone. Please, do not sell his things. My name is Raul Creed, I was his employer-- and his friend. I know that he would not want to have you resort to that. If you need anything, please, let me know. In the way of food and housing, I will do whatever is in my power to help. If you need somewhere to stay, I can offer my home. Or, if you'd like to come to the community center, we could sort things out there.

[It wouldn't be the first time since she came here that she stayed with a stranger. She hadn't known Larry when she first started living with him.]

Hopefully it will not come to that, but if it does, I may have to take you up on the offer.

[She doesn't sound happy about it, but it is preferable then not having a home. It is more then a nuisance in this city, it is likely fatal.]

[Unfortunately, he understands.] Would you like some help in going through his things? To see what should be done with them?

Perhaps that would be best. I would prefer not to see his things disrespected. We were not close, but it is not common I am showed kindness, so I don't forget the people that do so.

Of course. I understand. Let me know when is convenient for you, and I'll come by. And, like I said before, if you do need a place to stay, please let me know. I'll do everything I can to help.

I have nothing but time. It is not like I've anything to do in this city. I have little use for school and I do not work. Whenever you have time, then so do I.

So what is it you do with your time, then? You cannot simply stay at home and do nothing.

[That's one eloquent kid. It throws Jesse off a little, like he's not whether to talk to her like a child or an adult, since it's impossible to tell anyone's actual age around here. She says she's young, so...]

Hey, I'm Jesse. It sounds like you got some other friends looking out for you, but if you need anything, you know... You can ask me, too.

[There's several moments of silence from the young girl, where she simply stares at the video feed, as if sizing up the person on the other end. She does not wait very long before speaking, though.]

Were you a friend of his, or just someone who wishes to do a good deed?

Ah, nah. I mean, I talked to him once or twice, but we weren't friends. This is just kinda what I do. Help out, I mean.

Is that so, Jesse...

[The girl shifts in her chair, seeming a little uncomfortable.]

I'm not used to having to ask others for help, but I'm also not so prideful to turn it away. I can't not have a home. The monsters at night don't care who I am, they'll still attack me. I hope to not have to accept your help. But I won't forget that it was offered.

It's seriously no trouble, yo. Think of it like a Christmas present.

It is not that I don't appreciate it. I am merely unused to seeing the good side of humanity. I...I suppose I should be more grateful.

Hey.

Are you doing okay? [Forget the practical for a moment. Red's worried about anyone in pain or trouble.]

I am fine. He was more someone I stayed with then anything else. Not a bad person, I suppose. I am merely worried about the future.

Do you have somewhere to stay?

I'm not sure, yet. I may be able to stay here, if the law allows it. If not.....then no, I do not.

Well... I should probably be getting a new place, anyway. You could move in with me?

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