audio;

[extradite]

[ As it happens, the boy's voice could be a little quieter, a little more distant - possibly, if he'd ridden in with a horde of the undead. ]

How do you... resign?

[ Slight pause. ]

When I tried to, they weren't the right words. Right sounding. Right on paper. Right to think abou - ...right. Sorry. That's impolite to ask all of a sudden, without a proper greeting. My bad.

[ A hint louder, more rehearsed - ]

Good day. Pleased to meet you. How do you do.

[ And now back to the pathetic old track. ]

If it's all the same to you: how do you resign from something like this?

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[bloodbonds]

...You're not going to try it, are you?

[extradite]

Only if it's when I'm cooking.

[bloodbonds]

But none of that maid stuff, right?

[extradite]

Do I have to make your meals?

[bloodbonds]

NO! Why are we even talking about this?

[extradite]

Then you're not seeing the apron, so there's be no chance to do any... maid stuff.

[bloodbonds]

I don't even want to imagine it. Look, if you really want to fill out papers for those gods, go ahead. Just don't complain if they make it even harder to leave after.

[extradite]

That's why it's important to do it politely.

[bloodbonds]

I don't think that's gonna help at all.

[extradite]

Wah... why?

[bloodbonds]

You don't just let go of something that cost a lot to bring in in the first place. It'd be a huge waste to them otherwise.

[extradite]

Train tickets... you can get discount. If they brought us like that, maybe...

[bloodbonds]

[The facepalms. They won't stop coming.]

Does this look like it's anywhere near Japan to you?

[extradite]

I was only - thinking.


[ .......................cough. ]

[bloodbonds]

Think on the same plane as the rest of us, please.