[Voice/ action in Albert's apartment]

[shippingmath]

[There's a sound in the background before anyone starts talking, a sound that is almost suspiciously like the loading of a gun. Before anything more ominous happens, though, the noises stop, and a man's voice speaks up.]

Well, this is hella entertaining. They're getting uncreative with their invasive afflictions. You'd think they'd be eager to come up with new and interesting ways to get reactions out of us, instead of rehashing shit they've done before.

For you newbies, it means that this has happened before. At least this time I'm not fucking barking.

This is Dirk, by the way.

[For a few moments, there are some more random sounds- a little mechanical click-click-click, that continues until the recording cuts out.]

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[voice]

[cephalopodcounselor]

[She sighs again.]

Whether or not it could conceivably work isn't what's important here. What is important is that I did not wake up to a sloppy post coma kiss from my mom-daughter who would not be aware of the fact that I am not actually Kanaya.

[voice]

[shippingmath]

Hypothetically she could have been switched too. So you'd just be dealing with a blank stare instead.

[But he sees her point.]

If it makes you feel better, it would be more likely to be a glomp at first, and you'd have gotten that even if you weren't in Kanaya's body.

[voice]

[cephalopodcounselor]

That does make me feel better, Dirk. Thank you.

[Whether or not that's actually sincere is anyone's guess based on the sarcastic tone alone. But this is Rose, so it probably is sincere masked behind sarcasm.]