"Ah."

I found myself being propped up by Sis. Looks like I blacked out for a moment, or something. That's probably not good. 

"The hell just happened? Are you alright, dude?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. Think so." Strangely, I feel quite good right now. A lot better than I did earlier, at least. "A bit... Winded, maybe?" Y'know, this situation feels oddly familiar. "Oh, and, uh, thanks." I said to Sis. I presume she was holding me up because I was falling, it seems unlikely she would just do it for the novelty. 

"Sure. And I wouldn't worry about it." Sis said, getting me back on my feet. "It's nothing. Just carry on with what you were doing before."

"Uh... Weren't the two of you talking?" I said. 

"Oh. Yeah. I forgot."

"It's been like 5 seconds, though." S pointed out.

"Of course it has. My mistake."  

S and I were equally confused, it seemed.

Which reminds me!

"Actually, before that," I put my hands together and stepped towards S. In a single fluid motion, a reached my hand into the hole, tore out a set of cat ears and placed it upon S's head.

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiiiiiice.

"The heck is this?" 

"Just... Stand like that for a sec."

. . .

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.

Not sure how that last thing reminded me about the cat ears. But it did, so... Nice. 

"Alright I'm good. You two keep talking."

S just shrugged and tossed the cat ears back at me. Aww. I quickly moved the hole and caught them. It felt kinda cool, not gonna lie. Reverse basketball would be insanely popular if only anyone other than me could play it.

"Right, anyways," S began, "when you say 'fishing rod', do you mean that you've practiced one of those crazy specific martial arts techniques?" 

"Nah. It's just a really good fishing rod." Sis stated.

"But how do you use it?" S said, his enthusiasm about fighting things seemingly matching Sis's general apathy for anything that isn't fishing. 

"Hit things with it. Grab stuff sometimes."

"Really? I guess I'm not too familiar, but wouldn't the line break on anything heavier than a fish?"

"Actually, fishing line is surprisingly strong, with most types being able to hold well over 30 pounds! Some can even hold well into the several hundreds! Though, for most purposes that's pretty excessive." Sis said enthusiastically. 

"Really? That's surprising. I've gone fishing on a number of occasions, but I guess I'm not all that familiar with how the equipment works."

"Really!? I could teach you! D-Does that mean you would know good fishing spots and stuff? How many rods do you have, what's your favorite kind of lure, what's the biggest thing you've caught?!" Sis said with sparkles in her eyes.

"Eh, I don't really know, and I don't use any of that stuff."

"Oh? So you mean, like, traditional spear fishing? Ooh, or net fishing, perhaps!?"

"Nah. Mostly I just go to the river and use my hands."

That day, I saw the complete depths of total devastation that can be shown on a person's face. It was heartbreaking.

"O-oh. I see." Said Sis. 

"So... How did you do it, anyways? How'd you beat the thing." S said after a moment's pause.

"Just grabbed it. The horn, I mean. Gravity did the rest." 

"Gravity? How's that?"

"Jumped off the tower."

"Right, come to think of it, I think I did read about a tower when I actually bothered reading the sheet. Somewhere around the 4th attempt, I think. Wait, wasn't that thing super tall?" S said.

Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure that's the tallest thing I've seen since I came to this world. Aside from, like, mountains and stuff. Crap, knowing him, he's gonna put 2 and 2 together and figure out Sis's whole deal! Which I don't actually know whether or not would be a good or bad thing. I guess that's up to Sis, isn't it?

"Wait, how did you survive a fall like that?" S continued. Oh no! Or yes! I don't know! "Got some sorta magic for it?" Aha! Nice save! Maybe!

"No."

"Oh, did this guy catch you with something?" 

"No, he was-... I... No. He didn't." Sis said with a brief glance at my leg. 

Yeah... My bad. I was, well, y'know... Eh. 

S looked like he was about to ask about that, but it seemed he decided against it. Probably for the best. "So, how did remain not worm food then?" He asked instead.

Sis shrugged. "Just did. Death isn't a concern of mine."

"Wha- . . ." His nose twitched slightly, "Why not?"

"'Cus it doesn't affect me. Rather, I can't die."

Ah, okay, looks like it's not supposed to be a secret. At least for him anyway. I don't know if he's supposed to be an exception or whatever. Still, she took her sweet time getting to this point, didn't she? I feel like this could've been summed up way sooner. Ah well, at least they're still talking, and with minimal hostility to boot. That's a plus.

"You can't- What? What's that supposed to-"

His nose twitched slightly. Then his eyes. Then his head tilted, just a bit. He seemed a little taken aback.

"Huh..." He said. He leaned towards me, and said in a whisper, "I-is she... Y'know, crazy?"

"Probably a little." I whispered back. "But, uh, why?"

"A little' huh..." He muttered. "You... You weren't lying just now, were you? At least, you really believe that." He said to Sis, ditching the whisper.

"Sure."

Y'know, I hadn't really considered the fact that hearing a random 8 year old girl from out of nowhere claiming they're an immortal that killed a unicorn with a fishing rod by leaping off a skyscraper would potentially be hard to believe. 

"Now, you don't have to answer this, but... Why do you believe that?" S inquired.

"'Cus I'm not dead. But mostly 'cus that's what pops told me."

"Your father? Who-" He hesitated, and looked over at me, and back at Sis. "No, I won't ask."

"'Kay." Sis said.

"Why not?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Even if I say you don't have to answer, a question itself says a lot of things."

"I... See. I think." It's about the implication or something, right? I dunno I don't really get this stuff.

"Though, more than that, I'd just really hate if someone asked me that question." 

I nodded. That much I can understand. Though, I'll admit, the fact that he said that makes me incredibly curious. Even though I'm sure as heck not about to ask about it, I do hope to find out some day.

. . .

Well, looks like conversations mostly dying down at this point.

Guess I should see what everyone wants for lunc-

"HELLO AGAIN!" Said Michaus very loudly as he exploded out of a nearby bush.

"Hey, Micahus." S said as if he had somehow expected this.

"THE CRATER WAS KIND OF BORING! SO I CAME BACK HERE!"

Oh. Okay.

Lunch can wait a while longer, I guess.