[ Click, whir. Sounds of movement, and then--]
--Right, never gonna live long enough to get used to that sodding nonsense. [ A pause. ] Or be dead long enough, considerin' the bloody circumstances.
[ Another pause, then, grumbling: ] You never did have enough brain under that sodding fool hat, Midnight. Second time won't be the charm, either.
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I am sorry but I do not think you can go home.
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Listen, luv. There isn't anything in this world by the name of impossible. Any berk crowin' otherwise just isn't trying hard enough.
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I think people have tried very harid.
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A'course I think I'll be getting back. I plan on it.
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Okay. Good luck. I hope you can.
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I am Nill.
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Name's John. You been here long, Nill?
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Yes nine months. It has been a long time.
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[ He looks a bit surprised. After a moment of thought, he shakes his head. ]
Just an instinct, I 'spose. You never feel like that in your life? Like you just have to go somewhere?
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