"May I ask you something, Riley Ross?"
"You already have, Ms. Dee."
"May I ask you something personal?"
"Of course, Ms. Dee."
"Stop calling me Dee, only Alice calls me that."
"Not anymore, Ms. Dee. And it will be hard to differentiate between you and Mother."
"..."
In an interesting turn of events, Riley and the ever-serious Dee were currently flying into the expanse of space together. She wanted to see what a dying universe looks and feels like, what sort of energy they gave off — and it just so happens that one of their transmitters pinged.
And so, Dee just opted to go with Riley, and so here they are, flying alone in a universe in which the solar system seemed to have completely vanished without a trace.
"May I know how your fascination with killing people began?" Dee did not really mind the tone of Riley's voice and his words, which were seemingly monotonously sarcastic and sincere at the same time.
