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[ She's felt so restless for a number of different reasons, and she keeps picking up her device, not sure who she's wanting to reach out to, who she wants to be reaching out to, so finally, she just addresses the network at large. ]

So, getting drunk for multiple days after you die. Par for the course, or just me?

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[ She doesn't even put together the trick to video but she does look a little more bedraggled than the roof. ]

...Eventually.

[ Liv gives a light shrug. ]

Takes a while.

I accidentally fell asleep. Glad I don't have to do that again.

[ She has no idea if other people have nightmares about their own deaths, but she remembers so much. All of it, really, ramming her own head into the wall. So that'd been a horrific nightmare that she's more than happy to drink out of her memory. ]

Don't have to do what again? Fall asleep?

[Don't make him come over there, Liv. Uh. Wherever you are.]

Yeah, I technically don't have to...sleep. Did I mention that on the roof?

Yeah. [Still weird. ] Remember, we had whiskey up there.

[Hence, his recall may be a bit...fuzzy.]

Oh, right, yeah. Well. That's a thing.

[ She looks down a little, turning the bottle on her table in circles. ]

I can remember...everything about it. Not being in control of my own thoughts.

[ Saying she feels violated feels too dramatic, but that's how she feels. Something took over her body until she died. ]

I can't imagine.

[When he was lying in the hospital after Central Park, he was altogether in control of his thoughts. They were awful thoughts, but all he had. ]

You...eaten recently?

[You know, *EATEN*?]

Are you worried?

Not worried. Just wondering if it would help.

[Excuse you, Liv: Frank does not do 'worry'.]

I guess I could try eating my feelings like most normal people.

[ She lets out a breath and looks at him on the video screen. ]

I know what you're gonna say but I'm asking it anyway. Are you doing okay?

Fuck normal.

[That's pretty much his slogan.]

Me? I'm fine. Just sore.

[ He does manage to get her to let out a laugh at that. ]

There's a massage therapist person here. She's nice, you should go see her.

[ This may not seem like it's helping, but it is. He is, because she's not thinking about what happened. ]

Or, you know. I'm a doctor.

[ The laugh is good, even if it doesn't last very long. It's a start. But that first suggestion? ]

No. [That...comes out a little fast and adamant. ]

And I'm fine. Nothing that just doesn't need more time.

You're not big on other people caring about you, are you?

[ It's not an accusation, and he can definitely argue the point. That's why she asked, but she's almost positive he's not a 'take care of me' type of person. ]

Liv.

[He sounds exhausted all of a sudden, what he'd been trying to hide.]

Safer for you if you don't.

Frank.

I can tell who - and what - is safe for me on my own.

[A long, heavy sigh. Because she's right,and he has to grant her that.]

You got enough to worry about right now.

Like what? I died, I'm back. What's there to worry about?

[ Is that flippancy in her tone? ]

You died.

You're back.

It sucked enough the first time.

[Oh, don't tell Frank your secrets because he will use them to call bullshit on you.]

Second time, but. Who's counting after one?

This place, for one.

And fucking stop that.

[ Liv huffs a little then shifts into a new position, curling her legs under her body. ]

Stop what? Accepting the reality of the situation? Why do you think you're too dangerous for me to be around? Here, I mean. In Wonderland.

It's just.

[Jesus. How the fuck does he explain this?]

Liv. You care about someone, you lose them. It hurts. When I die, here. I don't want you hurt. [Don't ask why it's a 'when' not an 'if'. ]

Don't assume I don't know how to cope with losing people. And I already care about you so now what?

[Liv, goddammit, it's supposed to work one way: he cares about you, and that's it. Stop being complicated. ]

Liv.

Fuck.

Just.

Don't do anything stupid. When I die.

Like what? Go crazy and sit next to your body until you wake up?

[ Or possibly try to kill the thing that killed him and also die wouldn't that be something. ]

I can decide for myself if you're worth caring about or not, and for the record, you are. You're not some weird anomaly who doesn't deserve human affection.

[ Just. ignore the fact she's a zombie. ]

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