"Of course, yeah. You did mention that." Jules shakes her head, rubbing her temple for a second to try and massage some sense into her brain. Alcohol addlement is wonderful, save for when you want to be able to pick some sense out of things. That wasn't, unfortunately, likely to stop her in the near future.
Perhaps because Ilde makes it sound so normal, something to be taken as it is, Jules is more willing to just accept - even if she doesn't really understand the ins and outs, whys and hows and what on Earths that rather come with it. Just nod, smile, and accept. "It sounds fascinating."
And confusing, and topsy turvy, and, and and.
And then a few more things, too.
"I suppose my world had an apocalypse, too."
Now, she's either speaking about what happened before she was born, or she's being melodramatic about recent events. Maybe both, really, because she says it simply and then kind of scoffs quietly, just faintly disgusted with herself.
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Perhaps because Ilde makes it sound so normal, something to be taken as it is, Jules is more willing to just accept - even if she doesn't really understand the ins and outs, whys and hows and what on Earths that rather come with it. Just nod, smile, and accept. "It sounds fascinating."
And confusing, and topsy turvy, and, and and.
And then a few more things, too.
"I suppose my world had an apocalypse, too."
Now, she's either speaking about what happened before she was born, or she's being melodramatic about recent events. Maybe both, really, because she says it simply and then kind of scoffs quietly, just faintly disgusted with herself.