"You know he'd never actually fire you, right?" Mako murmured softly, from where she sat across the table. "Not unless his bosses were riding his ass and threatening to axe his ass if he didn't."
"Yeah. C'mon now, girl; you know that creep is still crushin' on you harder than a hydraulic press on youtube!" the other occupant of the little table, one Emelia Malondight, added in her own attempt to be helpful. "He knows he'd lose whatever minuscule chance he's still got to get in your pants if he kicks you to the curb."
"Ugh. Gross." Aster groaned, from where she had her face resting on her arms. "I know you're tryin' to cheer me up with that one, Mal, but...just gives me the jeebies."
"Haha....yeah, sorry." Mal sheepishly rubbed the back of her head. "I just meant that your job is probably safe even if you don't show up."
"You know Adrian is exactly the type of three day old spicy deep fried dick that's gonna spoil the rest of the dicks in the bag of dicks that would make idle threats 'cause it's the only kind of real control he has over anyone." Mako reached across the table, gently patting Aster on one arm. "So don't even worry about it. Besides, guy's a spineless coward, remember?"
Aster couldn't help a laugh at that, slowly lifting her head to rest her chin on her arms instead of burying her face there. "Wow. Joke about him being a slime, huh?" And she flashed a grin. "Classy."
"Got you to smile, though!" Emmy piped up. "So it did its job, at least!"
"Yeah, yeah..." Aster sighed, slowly pushing herself back and up to sit with her elbows resting on the table. "...thanks, you guys. I just..."
"Look, don't worry about!" Mako waved her hands quickly. "We were worried about you, alright? You take even little things super hard as it is, and this was kind of a really big thing! You died, girl; in a real awful way!"
"Honestly the fact you're not more messed up by it all is the impressive thing here!" Emmy went on, nodding her head so quickly it wobbled unsteadily on her neck and threatened to come toppling right off. "Death insurance is a real risky thing, if you get it from the wrong people; I know it was expensive, but I'm glad you at least listened and got it from the right, reputable people."
"Yeah..." Aster shook her head. "I guess it coulda been worse, huh?"
"A lot worse." Emmy nodded matter-of-factly. "Dad used to work for one of those cheap resurrection places. Their success rate for bringing people back was ninety percent, but y'know what they didn't advertise? That they only had a 13% 'complication-free' rating! Everyone else always had some kind of long-term issue, whether it was physical or mental or something else!"
"You remember what happened to Jonesy, after his accident." Mako went on gravely. "One slip-up during that construction assignment, and wham...no more Jonesy. Idiot only had the company-mandated minimums for his insurance. Two hundred coin out of pocket for death and revival insurance? He came back missing bones and with a personality disorder!"
"I know, I know!" Aster snapped, rubbing at her eyes. "And look, I'm grateful you guys convinced me to shell out for the full package to make sure nothing went wrong. I just...I'd really rather not think about it right now. Or ever again, if I can manage."
"....so, different topic then!" Emmy cut in, and reached up to pop her head off, taking it in both hands and leaning across the table, stretching her arms out with it in hand to quite literally look Aster directly in the face. "When's the last time you had a proper meal, young lady?"
"And don't give any of that 'yesterday' business, either!" Mako added, wagging a finger at Aster like a mother scolding a naughty child. "We all know you can barely cook anything to save your life, without a step-by-step recipe in front of you!"
"So spill it!" And Emmy quite literally tossed her head to Aster, making the wolf girl yelp and scramble frantically to avoid getting clocked in the face with it, and to catch it before it went tumbling away.
"For Terry's sake, Mal; don't do that!" Aster wheezed, finally managing to take hold of her friend's head and hold it up at arms' length. "Look, it's...it's been a while, alright? Day before yesterday was the first time I ate...anything at all, in a while."
"Well that just ain't gonna work!" Mako slapped her hands down on the table and stood up quickly. "C'mon, we're feeding you right; our treat!"
"....I don't have a choice in the matter, here, do I?" Aster groaned.
"Not a chance!" Emmy confirmed, as her headless body likewise got up.
"I hate you guys, sometimes." Aster just grinned, as he planted a quick peck on Mal's forehead before tossing her head back to its body.