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[atowncalledtreffy]

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[badbutsad]

Like what? That any vampire dumb enough to drink from you is gonna get alcohol poisoning before you kill them? That your arms were broken when you got here, like you haven't already fully healed?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Rude.

Also, yes.

[badbutsad]

Then let me keep it. I can make sure no one else sees it, I already know everything because you've either told me or I've seen it. And that way the only strange undead thing that has your file is- is me.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Oh my god. Witches aren't undead.

And if you already know everything, why do you need my file?

[badbutsad]

I'm not a witch, remember. I'm a Grimwalker.

[And honestly he doesn't know if he's undead or not, but he's pretty sure he's not alive in the same way his friends are.]

And it's-- it's important.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You're a pain in the ass is what you are.

It's a load of notes detailing where best to break me. I don't want them here on this ship where any flood can give fuckers access to it.

[badbutsad]

You're human. That's not hard. It's not like it talks about your training or what being a Belmont means. It just says how many times you needed to get bandaged up after getting your stupid butt kicked.

[atowncalledtreffy]

And you don't think there's the chance of a vampire from my world, someone my family killed, who wouldn't be eager to get their hands on that?

[badbutsad]

I don't care about them! I'm trying to take care of you!

[atowncalledtreffy]

You're sixteen years old. I know how to take care of myself.

[badbutsad]

And you choose not to! You just get angry and drunk and try to pick fights.

[atowncalledtreffy]

And that's my choice. You're going to take that from me?

[badbutsad]

No!

[Titan why was Trevor so stubborn.]

But-- Sypha's not here anymore, Dad's not here. I just- [He scowls and looks away, rubbing his arm stiffly.] I want you to have someone you can trust with it.

[With himself.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

[ughhhh. Trevor takes a breath and attempts to explain;]

I trust you. I don't trust the Necromancer not to fuck with us. He might already have the ability to let any asshole wander into the infirmary, but why make it easier on him?

[badbutsad]

Then let me keep it! Flapjack and I can protect it even if something happens to us because of a flood. If our room disappears it'll vanish anyway. But at least this way I can protect it for you and there's someone in the infirmary who knows how to protect you from yourself!

[atowncalledtreffy]

'Protect me from myself'?

[badbutsad]

I remember how you were on Flotilla. I know I can't stop you, but I can at least help.

[atowncalledtreffy]

I remember Flotilla too. As far as I was concerned, I was doing just fine. I was wishing I could stay there.