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[ Liv has friends at home, of course, who care, and she thinks there are a few people here who care - well, she knows it now with him standing in her doorway - but there's always so much secrecy on her part and for once, she just wants to be honest or admit what's actually happening. ]

Maybe you have to trust that I'm fine? I'm a doctor, I know my limits.

[ She says that gently, because, while not untrue, it's not entirely true. ]

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[ He gives her a look. Liv has always given him this easy-going impression that he isn't sure whether she was joking or not. It doesn't sound like she is, but... what does he know? He's not all that good at reading people in the first place, and he just got to know her recently. It surprises even himself that he's gotten to actually c... care about her more than he thinks he does. ]

Are you now? [ Despite the wording, his tone is one that asks for confirmation rather than doubting. ] Am I buttin' in your problem then?

[ Liv lets out a breath, looking at him with her head tilted to the side and for a few seconds, she's quiet before finally gesturing to her couch. ]

Sit down. I'm going to tell you something that'll either make you relieved since you're so worried or...you'll leave and my life will get a little worse in Wonderland. Either way, you should sit. Want something to drink? Of the soda or juice variety, I mean.

[ Mondo does as instructed, losing his initial awkwardness upon hearing her serious tone, which is quite unlike what he's been hearing this whole time. ]

...Uh, nah, it's good. Don't worry 'bout it.

[ That awkwardness has since turned into a ball of nerves and concern. What does she have in store for him? Without thinking, he trains his eyes on her, waiting on the edge of his seat. ]

[ Liv sits across from him, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. Why is she doing this? She shouldn't do this. But she's totally going to do this. ]

Okay. So. Mondo. The thing is I'm...dead. I mean, I was dead earlier, before Wonderland made me more dead, and now I'm still dead.

[...Make sense? ]

[ Well.

His eyes dilate just slightly, mouth gaping open. He's definitely taken aback, but not nearly as much as how 'normal' teens his age would. ]

O...kay.

[ He quickly fixes his posture, nodding his head at her to gesture that he's with you, go on. ]

Which means I don't actually use my...organs. No heartbeat. Well, a tiny one. Definitely no breathing and no actual use for a liver. It takes a lot for me to get drunk which is why I'm doing pretty weirdly okay right now.

[ She might not actually have to explain the rest. It depends on how curious he is. ]

[ Wait. Wait. That's what she meant with being still dead now? Mondo isn't the brightest bulb in the room, but if it's just connecting one point to another, he can do that. The result of that, though... oy vey. He thought that Liv was the same as him ー has been dead in the past, but this seems like a different case altogether. ]

So uh... You're not human? That's what you're sayin', right?

[ She sure looks like one, though. Then again, Jon is half 'alien', apparently, so... is she something like that? ]

I mean, do you stop being a human just because your organs stop functioning?

[ Liv has no idea what the protocol is on calling oneself human, even if she knows she's a zombie. ]

I guess, technically there's a name for what I am now? But who needs labels, am I right?

[ Evasive maneuver engaged. Because now she's nervous. ]

[ Shit. Did he mess up? Was that rude? ]

M-my bad, didn't mean to say you ain't one, 's just... there are a buncha fellas here who look human but ain't one! 'cuz like, we all came from different worlds! [ Crap, his voice's getting loud ー his nerves are getting the better of him. After keeping his mouth shut for a moment, he tries again, slowly this time. ] ...Just, y'know. Don't wanna call you the wrong thing... somethin' like that.

[ While he's not the absolute worst at handling sensitive situations, he's definitely not very good at it either. In a state of confusion, he begins scratching his head awkwardly, stealing glances Liv's way in attempt to make sure he isn't offending her too much. ]

But uh, yeah, you're right. It doesn't really matter what we are.

[ It really doesn't. Being human doesn't make you any less threatening than other species, just like being human doesn't limit you to only mingle with fellow humans. ]

[ Sweet boy YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. ]

I get it, it's okay. I guess...technically...

[ Okay, time for the whole truth because now that she's gone this far, if he found out in some other way and she'd lied by omission, she feels like that'd be worse, somehow. ]

...Technically I'm a...[ Liv pauses, wets her lips, and looks at him. ] A zombie.

[ And now he can't not see her in the eyes. ]

Zom-- [ Zombie?! ] Huh?! [ That's... that's definitely not what he expected to hear. He thought she was just human with special powers or something, but... what? His brain's having problem catching up. ] Uh, hold on... [ Let him just process it for a moment here. What's a zombie again? An undead human? Don't they usually look much more gruesome and less, er, human? Just the media representation? ]

Well, uh...

[ He trains his eyes to her surroundings, to her, then to the surroundings, and back to her. ]

That's not how I imagined zombies look like.

[ And it still doesn't really click in his head, somehow. ]

So... you died once back home then came back alive there?

[ He's actually taking this a lot better than she thought he would, and for that she's grateful. She always expects more backing away in horror. Recoiling as if she's going to snap and dig into brains right then and there. ]

In my world, it's only in movies and tv shows that zombies look like what...you're imagining I think. But as proven by being in Wonderland and going through events, some worlds get shuffling, groaning, vicious monsters right away.

[ Is this going easier than she thought it would? ]

So, yeah, I was...in an accident. I drowned. And then I came back.

Yeah, I only saw those in shows too. I mean... I dunno what zombies really are but...

[ The word 'zombie' just has that kind of... unpleasant connotation. For some reason it doesn't seem to fit her. It just doesn't feel right calling her that, even if he doesn't have the rights to decide that. ]

...doesn't that just make you a superhuman?

[ That actually manages to pull a smile out of her. ]

Yeah. I guess it does. Kind of. When I get angry I get fast and strong.

[ Also bitey. ]

But I guess there is one good thing that comes out of it. I'm a medical examiner back home. And I'm guessing you've put together what zombies eat? When I do...eat, I have visions of whoever that person was, I see their memories. And since we have unsolved cases all the time, I can help when people are killed and the case is cold.

[ Mental note to never piss her off.

Goddamn, Aniki, why did you say women gotta be protected? His experiences so far have shown him nothing but they're terrifying. Not that he won't protect Liv when things come to that, but... damn. There's something about the way she says it that makes it sound not just 'fast and strong'.

--Uh.

Wait what. ]

Huh?!

[ She eats those too?! ]

Wh, what... Uh, what the... What do they taste like?

[ Is that the important matter here... ]

No, uh, I mean... holy crap.

[ He's definitely shaken about this reveal. It wasn't until now that he drew the lines from dot to dot about this particular fact and that's just... man. Rather than being scared, he's just terribly confused. Thing is, he knows she won't just attack him out of nowhere, she's just doing that to help with research. Heck, she most probably doesn't even want this to happen to her, because like, who the fuck does? But it's just, like, what does that even feel like? What does he say to that? He's quiet for a moment, trying to wrap his head around it. ]

.....

[ But obviously, he can't. It's impossible to relate to unless he's in her position. He looks at her for a moment before running his hand on his own face, sighing.

Well. Actually, there's one thing he can sort of relate to. He's experienced seeing someone else's memory through one of the events here, and it was... unpleasant. So having to, you know, eat a corpse on top of that? ]

...That must feel shitty.

[ Liv smiles just a little, ducking her head. What a rollercoaster of emotions, she hopes everything's okay. ]

They're pretty boring, in all honesty, so I cook them all kinds of different ways. No reason to be boring and stereotypical about it, right?

[ She's trying to make light of it somehow but then she nods in acknowledgement. ]

It does. I mean, mostly because...I can't exactly tell a ton of people, right? I trust you. And you were worried about me, so I thought you deserved the truth.

Ah... That so. Guess you're right.

[ Maybe it's because he's incredibly conscious of everything at the moment, he can see her casual attempts to air the heavy atmosphere out. But as much as he'd like to cooperate in that, he can't exactly think of a better response. If his big bro was here, he definitely would've known what to say better in this kind of situation. Goddammit, what would he say?

Mondo's intense nape rubbing promptly halts when he hears what she has to say after. The awkward look in his face pales.

I trust you.

His train of thoughts stop there, his movements freeze. Words that are supposed to warm his heart send sharp prickles to it. ]

...'m... not really trustworthy.

[ Ah, that's right. He's been getting too far ahead of himself.

He was internally glad that he was slowly making some 'friends' here, the rare few ones he'd made his gang back home, those who weren't hanging out with him out of 'duty'. It was a good feeling, to know that some people have your back. But it just hits him that that also means one thing: they're the people who don't know of his past.

His arm drops to his side, unable to meet her eyes now. What would she think if she knew? Does he trust her as much as she trusts him? He tries to swallow something, gulp back something, to wash over his increasingly dry throat. But even then, the words can't climb up. ]

[ Liv looks at him when he says that, but she's resolute. ]

Are you going to make an announcement to the entire mansion letting them know I'm dead and eat brains?

[ She asks that question bluntly with one eyebrow raised. ]

Look, Mondo...we all have a past outside of Wonderland. Some of it's terrible. But all that counts while you're here is who you are while you're here. Does that even make sense?

[ That does the job. Mondo's head shoots back up, immediately facing her eye to eye with his dilated. ]

'Course not! I--

[ He stops when she continues talking, head slowly tilting back down. What she says makes sense. It does, but... ]

Well... I dunno. Some things aren't as excusable as others. I dunno if I'm even doing better here.

I guess all I'm trying to say is, in the time I've known you, I've never seen anything questionable from you. All you've ever been is nice to me. So, unless you actively try to hurt people here or ignoring people who need help in an emergency, you're doing okay.

[ Liv's drinking hadn't even been his problem, and yet here he was making sure she was okay. That says a lot to her, at least. ]

[ It's funny how he came here to look out for her, but here he is, being consoled, regardless of whether or not she meant to do so. ]

My bad, I didn't mean to-- [ He sighs. ] Thanks, Liv.

[ For Mondo, even back home, gut feeling is what he relies on more than anything, it's what he's continued to believe in. Liv has easily knocked down his shields from their first encounter, and that doesn't change even now. His gut feeling seems to favour her a lot. In fact, this very moment solidifies his trust in her ー whatever amount he has now. At the very least, she's someone he would consider a friend. Someone that matters to him here. ]

I-- [ "I trust you, too." is what he wants to say, but he can't seem to say it aloud. Not right now. His eyes that slowly meet hers shy away from them again. ] Is there... anythin' I can do to help? [ He hasn't really thought it out when he rushed over, apart from stopping her from drinking, but surely there are better things they can do together rather than her just drinking away. ]

[ If she knew he thought that she'd probably be emotional. She'd saved her best friend's life once, as a zombie, and she'd run. That moment has set the tone for her in telling other people, so if Mondo feels that way after knowing what she is, it means a hell of a lot. ]

No, I don't think so. Just bummed I died. Again. But at least I can't get 'more' zombie. I'm okay, Mondo, I promise.

That so.

[ Unfortunately, Mondo at this point, is still a coward. He's a coward who's (finally) taken a few steps forward and regained small ounces of trust towards other people. But as long as he hasn't learned to trust himself, it's hard for him to regain more of that courage. ]

Well... if you say so, I guess.

[ Still, there's one thing he can say about it. ]

I... [ He clenches his fist. ] I'm on your side.

[ A roundabout way, he knows. But this is about he can manage for now, and hopefully one day, he can say it straight to her face. ]

So... uh. You can always gimme a buzz if there's anythin', y'know.

Thank you, Mondo. Really, thank you. I've been really...afraid to tell anyone about this. I know zombies have come here and destroyed a lot, killed a lot of people. So I figured some more...passionate people might want to take some kind of action into their own hands.

[ That's why it's such a big deal to trust him with this, to trust anyone with it, really. ]

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