electrocynic | MCA #5, Saturday Morning

This was the longest time Sarah had ever actually spent in Simon's presence. She couldn't even say which she untimately found weirder: the fact that he was here at all, or the fact that he was in her apartment. She didn't think he'd ever seen him anywhere other than the Fortress before. It was creeping her out.

But then he'd already boiled water for her morning tea before she'd even gotten up. And set up some breakfast stuff. So, she was willing to be a little more positive about this whole thing.

At least until she was sitting down and all comfortable and putting jam on her toast, and he took a seat across from her, and said, "So, about how I died ––"

Oh, this was going to not be a great conversation.

[ooc: Open, sure.]