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@KATHERINE

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I can't stand up something that doesn't exist.

[ she really should extend her apologies, but... ]

You really need to get out more. Maybe make a few new friends?

[gasping]

[ first instinct: be defensive. i make plenty of friends! but she's trying to play the katherine pierce game, and katherine is rarely defensive. she thinks before she talks. or types, in this case.

so caroline lets out a breath, and tries to channel that confident air. ]

it's sweet that you're worried about me, but i have plenty of friends.

[ not totally there? but a good effort. decent, anyway. ]

i guess you're getting out for me. how's the weather in atlantis?

[manipulative]

Drizzly. Doesn't quite offer many opportunities to work on my tan. I'm working on my seashell bra as we speak.

How's town? Dry?

[gasping]

and i thought you'd say you were the sea witch.

[ does caroline think she's the villain here? no. but ursula's color palette would look way better on katherine. ]

extremely. i'm about to start talking to the trees for company.

[manipulative]

[ considering she feels like shit and is convinced there's seaweed in her hair, she wouldn't be surprised if she looks like one. ]

Remember, if they talk back, they're supposed to do that.

[gasping]

you don't believe in ghosts, but you believe in talking trees? are you secretly pocahontas?

[manipulative]

[ caroline and katherine won't know the answer to that question. despite katherine's best efforts, she can't quite fight the exhaustion and the excruciating pain she's in. her healing isn't working as fast as it should—it doesn't feel like it's working at all. katherine passes out. sorry, caroline, you won't be getting an answer about that today. all she gets is a READ. ]