Mmm. Well, there was when a bunch of people got abducted, and replaced with shapeshifter lookalikes. They could copy memories and spoof their DNA, so they were really difficult to flush out. Eridan got switched, but that was before we started dating. The other Jaime did, too. I don't remember who else.
Aside from that... [ It's not flippancy, the way she tells these stories, but there's a near casualness to it that betrays the distance of time. Things that hurt a great deal when they happened, of course, but... ] ... there was a guy from my world. He was someone I would have met, later, but I didn't know him then. Told me that the time he was from, we'd known each other a few months, that we were dating. You know, like, grade-school dating. Turns out he was actually trying to kill me, back in NDC, thought it might stick in the City.
[ That really was a long time ago, wasn't it? She can't remember the last time she even thought about Luciano. There's other stories she could tell, too, but even as she tells these ones, there's one person that comes to the forefront of her memory — one case worse than anything else.
Her hand shifts in his, changing grip. Fidgeting. She speaks a little quieter. ]
... You, um. Probably don't wanna hear about the other one. It has a really bad ending.
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Aside from that... [ It's not flippancy, the way she tells these stories, but there's a near casualness to it that betrays the distance of time. Things that hurt a great deal when they happened, of course, but... ] ... there was a guy from my world. He was someone I would have met, later, but I didn't know him then. Told me that the time he was from, we'd known each other a few months, that we were dating. You know, like, grade-school dating. Turns out he was actually trying to kill me, back in NDC, thought it might stick in the City.
[ That really was a long time ago, wasn't it? She can't remember the last time she even thought about Luciano. There's other stories she could tell, too, but even as she tells these ones, there's one person that comes to the forefront of her memory — one case worse than anything else.
Her hand shifts in his, changing grip. Fidgeting. She speaks a little quieter. ]
... You, um. Probably don't wanna hear about the other one. It has a really bad ending.
[ Worse than attempted murder, apparently. ]