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[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

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[entreats]

Well.

[ There's a pause. Maybe she doesn't want to linger too much on most of it, since it sounds like Vira-Lorr had a truly awful time on that boat.

But that why she figures it's easier to say the more deadpan thing about it, even if it's kind of morbid: ]

In the end we all fell off anyway.

[onerthes]

[Blink.
Blink blink.
Blink blink blink.

She nearly fell over laughing. Give her a minute.]

[entreats]

[ Usually Ange would make some dry remark here about it not really being that funny.

But.. considering everything? She's honestly just glad that she was able to make Vira-Lorr laugh, even if it's just for a few moments. So Ange's face isn't her usual pokerface expression. Instead she's smiling a little as she speaks up. ]

Please don't choke.

[onerthes]

[She calmed down after a second, wiping a tear out of her eye and just smiling over at the other girl. Thankfully the game board hadn't gotten jostled.]

Oh, that was perfect timing. Very funny you.