Not everyone here is fake. I know for a fact that we are real.
[Bazett looks even more awkward than usual dressed in her drone husband's suit, which is a little too big for her. Plus, she had pulled two consecutive all-nighters between being droned and then piecing together her notes.]
I might not be the one to change our destiny. I know that I was too cowardly when offered that choice. But I also know that there are people in this town who were willing to take it. It's just that we have forgotten them. I will get my memories of them back and figure out how to undo this. And then you can talk to them about your problems.
This place is a realm of dark things that feed off of dark feelings. Its tortures are just long enough to gain sustenance and keep us prisoners off guard I believe.
Hope is a human trait, something that I have never seen. So I will just feed the cats I think. That and send the broken souls back to see if they can be restored.
[Bazett looks even more awkward than usual dressed in her drone husband's suit, which is a little too big for her. Plus, she had pulled two consecutive all-nighters between being droned and then piecing together her notes.]
It is just the town playing games with us again.
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This place is a realm of dark things that feed off of dark feelings. Its tortures are just long enough to gain sustenance and keep us prisoners off guard I believe.
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[Though she does not know if her current feelings can be called hope, or if they are simple stubborness.]
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[She starts walking off, feeling oddly uneasy.]
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