[She gives him a look, but it's more like she's appraising the benefits of giving everyone alcohol...]
Oh. [Murder, huh? She tilts her head and shrugs] I dunno. People are killed every day.
Gimmie a second.
[She hangs up. Roughly 10 minutes later she calls back, calmly resuming her nails. They've gotten smudged so she's clearly cleaned them off and restarted]
Some girl named Kromer was killed. No one's named the killer, but I guess the killer knows the girl. She didn't seem too upset about it.
Apparently you get your memory wiped when you kill someone, at least you lose the memory of what happened. I guess the victim does too. She said she just woke up on the train again.
Why, looking to experiment? [She holds her hand out and tilts it from side to side, trying to decide if she likes the way the light catches the color]
no subject
Oh. [Murder, huh? She tilts her head and shrugs] I dunno. People are killed every day.
Gimmie a second.
[She hangs up. Roughly 10 minutes later she calls back, calmly resuming her nails. They've gotten smudged so she's clearly cleaned them off and restarted]
Some girl named Kromer was killed. No one's named the killer, but I guess the killer knows the girl. She didn't seem too upset about it.
Apparently you get your memory wiped when you kill someone, at least you lose the memory of what happened. I guess the victim does too. She said she just woke up on the train again.
Why, looking to experiment? [She holds her hand out and tilts it from side to side, trying to decide if she likes the way the light catches the color]