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[ecks]

[The plan is shocking. She has never considered a lie on such a grand scale. She doesn't understand the sheer scope of it even as she points out what she sees as a flaw.]

He will see that I am talking to other people on the network and he will know that I am not dead or very hurt.

[devoutish]

You would not talk to anybody on the network that day. Not even in private.

[ecks]

Oh.

[That makes significantly more sense. It also comes with the possibility that other people will think she is very hurt or dead and also suffer.

They will not trust her when they know she has lied. Doctor House will not trust her, like Doctor Watson does not trust her.]

I understand. Will you really hurt me?

[devoutish]

No. It's only a trick.

[ecks]

Do you think it would make him stop?

[devoutish]

I think it's got a better chance than nearly anything else.

[ecks]

[There's a long pause before she replies. What she says next is not entirely a lie.]

I am thinking about doing it. Where are you now?

[devoutish]

On our way to the pass.

[ecks]

I am near the pass. Are you near the pass yet?

[devoutish]

We'll be close in a few days.

[ecks]

Tell me when you are close enough to arrange a trade meeting.

[devoutish]

Which direction will you be coming from?

[ecks]

We will be coming from the northwest, from the convenience store. We are bringing food. Which direction are you coming from?

[If she only speaks true statements, she thinks she can probably sustain the lie of having agreed to trick Doctor House by simply leaving it unspoken. It would not be bad, either, to be able to tell Doctor House where Alfie and Duster are in more detail.]

[devoutish]

The southeast. We'll be bringing supplies.

[ecks]

Maybe we will meet at the entrance.

[She's going to tell House, much good as it'll do him.]

[devoutish]

That would be very good, yeah. You've still got the supplies?

[ecks]

I still have the supplies. You still have the fake animals?

[devoutish]

I do.

[ecks]

We will trade when we are in the same place. Goodbye, Alfie Solomons.

[No lingering, circular conversation today. She's eager to finish talking to him before he asks her anything that would be difficult to answer without a direct lie.]