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[hollowchild]

Ah, hello. You've reached Sophie, but I must be in the midst of something. If you have a question about self-defense or Teachers' Council, leave a message letting me know what precisely you're interested in and I'll get back to you.

...everyone else, do as you do, I suppose.

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[voice]

[hollowchild]

[if she sounds confused, that's because she is]

You...thank them, I suppose. Generally they're given only in times of deep sorrow or mourning.

Do I want to know how this came up?

[voice]

[superissues]

Probably not. You might be forced to condole me too, and then where would we be?

[voice]

[hollowchild]

A very strange place, obviously.

[voice]

[superissues]

True facts. Though considering our current location, that shouldn't be putting us off.

Hey, Sophie.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

Yes, Kon?

[voice]

[superissues]

Checking in! 'Cause that seemed like the thing to do.

Well, that and it seemed like if anyone of my Asgard friends knew what to do with a condolence, it'd be you.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

[she's gobsmacked for a moment, then laughs in the 'is this really happening?' kind of way]

Would you believe no one has given me any before? But the etiquette lessons were good for something after all.

[voice]

[superissues]

I'm guessing they're only broken out on the really special occasions then.

There, you see? Knew you wouldn't disappoint. I haven't even been threatened with etiquette lessons.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

Something like that, yes.

And how lucky you are for it.

[voice]

[superissues]

Counting my blessings as we speak.

... though now you've got me curious. What exactly happens at an etiquette lesson?

[voice]

[hollowchild]

You learn which fork to use first and how to properly greet others and make polite conversation and it's mostly a terrible bore. I never excelled at being a proper lady.

[voice]

[superissues]

Which fork is that?

But yeah, rather you than me. Not sure I'd ever make a proper lady.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

Always the one on the outside first, usually largest to smallest.

No, somehow I can't see it working out terribly well.

[voice]

[superissues]

Do those same rules apply to tridents or are they exempt?

Don't get me wrong, girl-me was pretty hot. But just not proper. Kind of the opposite of proper.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

One does not generally eat with a trident. But if one did, I suppose it would have to be the fish course.

Girl-you?

[voice]

[superissues]

Seems logical. No rules about stabbing then?

You know how sometimes you end up in an alternate reality? But like several dozen other realities got their first? It was like that.

And for some reason, I or she was blonde. Go figure! She kept the leather jacket though.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

Oh, there are many rules about stabbing, although many of them could be summarized as 'don't.'

...no, I can't say I do, but it's not something entirely outside the realm of possibility, all things considered. But you would look very strange blonde.

[voice]

[superissues]

At least that one's simple!

Very well within the realm of possibility as it happens. At least more possible than me ever etiquetting right. I'm trying to think if I've ever even owned a suit and coming up 'no.'

[voice]

[hollowchild]

You aren't missing much, really. Most of it is quite tiresome and I have little desire to ever visit court.

[voice]

[superissues]

... are triangles involved?

[voice]

[hollowchild]

Not...generally. Why would they be?

[voice]

[superissues]

Then I will trade you etiquette for trigonometry.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

...trigonometry?

[voice]

[superissues]

Studying triangles and apparently waves.

[voice]

[hollowchild]

But why? What is it for?