That's the straightest answer you're going to give me, isn't it?

[ she sighs, defeated and resigned, but it's far too late for guessing games now. one would think she'd be a little more wary stepping into a small, dark space with a deflecting stranger, but what's he going to do? hit her over the head with his guitar?



...no really, what's he going to do? ]

Marta. Not the original, not the definitive. Just another person hoping to clean up a mess back home.

[ to put it mildly. she blinks into the shadows. ]

Why are we in a closet, again?