WeepingWisteria

“I don’t eat meat. Got Lyme disease back in the day.” Dahlia sighed. “Sometimes I can eat chicken, but that’s rare. But I’m assuming you don’t have meat in your ...

"Never mind. That wasn't a golden joke." Arianna hummed. "So, do either of you have any ideas?"

The sense of comfort Cicada felt was ephemeral before she remembered that this lady might be trying to kidnap her. "Well, nothing you can do."

All Cicada could think of was that one dog meme. That one. She shrugged. "It's whatever."

"That's a big screen you have, though. It must be amazing at phishing." Arianna kept a straight face.

Cicada sighed. "Let me tell you a secret. I don't think many people like me. I'm not... favored to get far. So I'm a little suspicious of your motives."

Arianna nodded, looking around the room. It had the vibe of a high-tech waiting room. Two chairs facing a screen that had to be at least 95 inches. Not many ...

"That seems backwards."

"How would you ask to prove it's me?"

Cicada blinked. "I don't know..."

"Good. Good." Arianna nodded. "And what happens if I come and ask to look at it alone?"

“No…?”

“What about during trial?”

“None?”

“Yes…?”