"Sasha, I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt on maybe-potentially-having-killed-someone but I admit to being kind of curious. I've never had any political opponents, by proxy or not, but if I did I wouldn't jail them. At least not for being my political opponents, I would jail my political opponents if they were also separately committing horrible crimes? I feel like this conversation has maybe gone off the rails a little." She doesn't sound unhappy about it.

"...I was kind of sort of a survival sex worker and I acquired HIV in the course of doing this and I tried not to spread it but I did not always have a choice about whether we used a condom or not and I don't know that anyone died but I also don't know that they didn't." 

Sasha is going to be extremely hugged. 

"That isn't your fault."

Faye is going to just... nod very fervently at Lev. "Sorry, didn't mean to bring anything up."

He's clinging just a little bit to Lev. "It's fine, you didn't know. And it's probably better if I'm not trying to hide the way my life went anyway."

"Your life is going to go better from now on. I promise."

Lev approves of Faye. She also seems to want Sasha to be happy. 

She is nodding fervently once again! Lev is being much more coherent than her at the moment and expressing pretty much the same sentiments she has. "Yeah. I'm. Glad you're not there anymore. And I'll, um, be more careful in the future."

Lev is going to cuddle Sasha a lot and not mention his opinion on this issue, which is that he hopes everyone who forced Sasha to have sex without condoms contracted HIV and then died in horrible agony. 

"Thank you. Both of you. — I've been calling it my tragic backstory but actually I'm pretty sure that if your tragic backstory ended when you died then you don't have a tragic backstory you just had a tragic life." 

"I'm sorry." I wish I could have been there. "I wish someone had been able to help."

Being cuddled by Lev is so so good. It's really a shame that Lev is the only soft thing in the house. 

'There were people who could have helped,' he doesn't say. 

"Yeah," he says, and tucks himself into Lev. "Me too." 

Faye is just going to be over here nodding some more!

“I’m... not happy that you died or anything but I’m. Definitely happy that you’re here now instead of in your tragic backstory.”

"Do you want us to change the topic, or do you want me to keep cuddling you quietly, or something else...?"

"I'm fine with quiet cuddling or a topic change but I don't especially want to keep talking about this. If we're going to keep cuddling we should maybe sit down." 

“Topic change sounds good to me. I can go get chairs, or we can head into the living room, or...?”

"Let's go to the living room. Maybe Faye can talk about her life on Earth, unless it is also incredibly depressing, in which case Sasha can talk about the poetry he likes."

Into the living room! It continues the trend of having everything be expensive and fragile and not at all soft. Sasha curls up half leaning on Lev and half in his lap on the couch. 

Lev is very happy to have Sasha in his lap and totally unaware of the connection to the furniture.

Faye sits down somewhere that is respectful of Lev and Sasha’s personal space! “Um, I wouldn’t say my life on Earth wasn’t depressing, but I was solidly out of my tragic backstory by the time I died, at least. I had a little apartment and worked at a warehouse. It was nice but I don’t really... miss it or anything.” She shrugs. “What about you, Lev?”

"I was a psych grad student-- this is normally the part where you'd hear about my thesis but I can't because every time I talk about work inoffensive classical music comes out of my mouth instead-- my moms are the best people in the world, my sister is a law student and she was lowkey going to take over the world and I was going to help, I'm gay, I like comics and fantasy novels and pretentious indie music..."

“That’s really cool! If you want you could try writing down stuff about your thesis? I’m a little unclear how writing could be obscured by classical music. But if you don’t want to that’s fine too! Um, other facts about myself... I like folk music and baseball, I like reading but I never really had the time and resources to actually read all that much, I’m a lesbian but I’ve never actually been with a girl, I spend too much time on the internet arguing about feminism, I keep a bunch of succulents in my windows because I like plants but I’m terrible at taking care of them, my coworkers think I should get out more...”

"Oh, good idea, I should try writing! Do you have a pen and paper?"

"I'm still so confused about why they thought a gay guy and a lesbian should be soulmates." 

Lev obtains a pen and paper from Janet and starts to write.

Faye leans over to see if she can read the words Lev's writing and does not comment on the soulmate compatibility of herself and Sasha.