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[Jo's voice sounds oddly restrained when it comes out over the network, cautious and uncertain as though she's swallowing something down, holding it back. She doesn't trust herself to use the video function at the moment-- and honestly, considering what she has to say, it doesn't seem appropriate.]

It's been a couple of days since I've been able to get in touch with my mom.

[For anyone else, a couple of days might be negligible, but she and Ellen have been damn near inseparable since Jo's arrival. Even after moving to the research center, they'd lived together, kept close tabs on each other.

Two days without any sign of Ellen was bad news.]

I'm not holding my breath. Pretty sure she's gone.

[And for them, going home doesn't mean much. What was there to go back to?]

I just-- I thought people oughta know. She had a lot of friends here.

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Gotta take a stand for what you believe in, right?

[It occurs to him briefly that since he's still half-pretending to be just a Trickster, this may not be a good thing to encourage. Stakes may not do him any damage, but they definitely aren't comfortable.

He dismisses the thought, though. Better to be stabbed than miss an opportunity to needle someone.]

It's a slippery slope, after all.

Part of it is about sticking to convictions. Mostly it's about not being okay with certain people suddenly being chummy with the bitch that killed me.

[Oh, she's sour. So sour. Bitter that it's driven the so-called family apart, and she feels like half the time, she's the only one who notices. It was worse before Sam came and told her she had a right to be angry.]

That would be why mom never warmed up to her either, just to get it all out there.