Selfish

"It hurts me to see you so changed"
"So" Darner turned his back to the lit fireplace and rubbed his forearms "she spoke."

The roasted meat was overwhelmingly hot, and Max practically pulled the first bite away in cursing.
"T'was 'bout time, now warn't it? 'ts been three days so far."
Lancer sat back with a weary grin, his extended legs reaching across the small room.
"P'haps she didn't have anything worth saying..."
"How rude of you" Rikku called out, stretched a hand to poke his blond, sturdy head and glared angrily at Priscila, who wasn't exactly trying to supress that bothersome keen smirk of hers "And running away wasn't very heroic of you either; neither of you would be here laughing weren't it for her, now -you ought-a be grateful. What did she say?"
Priscila fleered, rather scornfully, and lit a joint to smoke.
"Call'd me Alice. I keeps a-tellin'er she's got t'wrong lass, tho'..."
"How'd she take it?"
"Dah. Wun't lis'n."
Kya -who, in the meantime, had been walking to and fro along the hallway trying to get rid of the chill which had assaulted her currently numb fingers- stopped, so suddenly that they all started.
"But, you do know her. Right?"
She thought for a second, drew the smoke of burnt hashish into the mouth, and promptly exhaled it again.
"We'v.. met afore. Once. I reckons"
"May I ?" Cibyl pointed out "I didn't think there could possibly be someone stronger than Priss." Aaron spilt the wine on the tablecloth, and sniggered. Priscila tore the joint up and sent it flying trhough the window with a scowl as she growled,
"Tsk! Which it ain't true, I says. Which she ain't stronger then me, but faster, I meantsays. Stronger? Sheesh!" here she stopped to light a new joint, spat a mouthfull and started again "At all events, which I says, ther ain't!"
"Well yer must really look alike," sneered Lancer, all beer and skittles "yer 'n this Alice girl -who is she anyways?"
"My former-self, I'm a-guessin'."

"Former!" cried Max after succesfully managing (or not at all) to swallow "Whichever happn'd to you eleven years ago, for pete's sake!?"
"Died. Or sort-a. And that's as far as I shalt says."