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Things you've learned since the beginning:
Vriska loves movies where the hero wins (the more explosions, the better);
Vriska's laughter lingers somewhere between predatory and joyful, thrilling and frightening by turns;
Vriska's smile sometimes grows small and fragile, eggshell-like, if you listen to her talk for long enough;
Vriska's blue symbol is more like the sky than the ocean, but you've never seen her bleed and have never, ever seen her cry;
Vriska is not a person you can protect—but she is still your friend, and you hope that will be enough.