[ He’s quiet, but not so much in the depressive way as much of a contemplating way — despite the repeating text that wisps across his arms that pulse and now read AGAIN. ]
Yeah. I say that here and there, don’t I…
This is a problem we’re in, but we’ve still got a lot of people left — and plenty of them reasonable.
I don’t have a good idea of where we’ll go from here yet, but…
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But he shakes his head. Despite him agreeing. ]
It is an idea I've floated with someone else. [ I think it was Ashlyn but it's been a long day. ] Every day... that'll be a little over a month.
...
[ But they were asleep when Aventurine left and Death arrived. Who's to say it won't be like that again?
Again. ]
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anyway, she also talked with ashlyn about it, so it just makes her rub her face.]
That's almost worse. [...] Making people live in fear. It's torture.
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Fear. Pleasure. Both.
Whatever it might be, there's something to make people act a certain way. So they persist.
...
Even the most stubborn of people... it's hard to just ignore it.
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Yeah. It's hard. But it's not impossible to handle. Especially if you've got other people at your back. Nobody has to be alone, here.
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Yeah. I say that here and there, don’t I…
This is a problem we’re in, but we’ve still got a lot of people left — and plenty of them reasonable.
I don’t have a good idea of where we’ll go from here yet, but…
Way in, way out.