week 0; maya
[After trial, you'd think they'd want to avoid the McDonald's, but someone is sitting outside on one of the tiny little child chairs anger-eating a Big Mac. Even though his anger, it's still good. At least he's sitting far enough away to not have to see Dahlia, so maybe he's no longer contemplating charging her with a sword.]

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Um, hey, Mr. Burnsides. [she's being polite now this is so weird] I.... I just wanted to thank you. For earlier.
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[No one has ever thought he was worthy of a 'Mr.' before. He grins at her, even though he was angry two seconds ago, because that's just kind of how it is.]
You don't gotta thank me for anything.
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[this is the only context he'd ever get, lbr, he's like a bigger and dumber Will Powers]
No, I..... You didn't have any reason to stick up for me that hard.