A fire, lit right under your noses. None of you even notice until the girl says something. Oh, you Wardens really do run a tight ship here, don't you.
Well, crisis averted, we can all go home-- oh. Wait. Can't do that now, can we? Best to toss those notions aside with the rest of the rubbish-- 'least, if you're an Inmate. No home but here
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Why don't you answer first.
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I never said you had to answer.
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I believe in a lot of things, to answer your question. It'd probably bore you to tears if I listed everything.
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Sometimes it's worth trying.
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What are you really after?
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Aren't you a piece of work. I wasn't after anything.
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