Sol, Where the fuckin' hell have you been? You've been makin' us all worried!
An' by us I mean Fef because really I couldn't give any a fuck about where you were. None a' my business.

[Yep, that's an outright lie. Eridan was actually pretty worried too.]



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If you don't give any fucks, why are you asking me?

[There's a long pause there. Almost as if he has to think of a valid excuse for why he's asking. But then he finds it, the most perfect reason ever.]

Because.... shut up!

Yes, because "shut up" is totally a valid reason.

It so is! So fuckin' valid....


[Okay, that didn't work. PLAN F!]
...I was worryin' for Fef's sake?

Heheheh, you actually care about me, don't you?

.........No! Glubbin' hell you goin' blind has really made you the optimistic sort, hasn't it? My carin' is only because you're Fef's moirail. It's not like we're actually friends or anythin' or that you're a' actual tolerable fuckin' guy when you're not bein' hounded by visions an' all a' that.

Ehehehehe, whatever you say Eridan.

Well since you've lost your ability to properly form words with your mouth, I guess I'll hang up now!

[Not really hanging up, he's just messing with Eridan]

Wait! Sol! You haven't even fuckin' answered my question yet!

[A small pause]

It's none of your business.