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[wretched_son]

Jenny.

Thank you for the soup.

It was delicious.

BUT I KEPT THE SPOON.
I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND.
I'LL BE SURE TO GIVE IT BACK VERY SOON.
I PROMISE.

For now, it is time.

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[prince0fcosmos]

....

Are you still being a poop?

[wretched_son]

I simply have a spoon.

Is this so very troublesome?

[prince0fcosmos]

Noooo!
We just wanted to know if it is OK to talk to you! Because We were mad at Azula.

... spoon ...
wait- Why would having a spoon be troublesome to me?

[wretched_son]

It is all right to be angry with Azula. But your decision making simply confuses me.

I am not sure. I thought that was what was bothering you.

[prodigal_axe]

That's not for someone's eye, is it?

[wretched_son]

Of course not.

[prodigal_axe]

I didn't even get any of that soup. I ended up sleepwalking through town instead. Fun night.

[wretched_son]

Sleepwalking?

[quirky_sitar]

Time for what?

[wretched_son]

You will know. Eventually.

[quirky_sitar]

Nothing messing with Zexion, I hope.

[wretched_son]

His role has long since been completed. I have no intention of revisting it.

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[heinesangel]

Time?

[wretched_son]

Yes.

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[heinesangel]

Time for what?

[uratarosu]

Whatever keeps you afloat, I suppose.

[wretched_son]

It does.