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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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What are you going to do even if you do?

You have your whole crew to be responsible for, too.

[oversea]

[ ...

he sighs, and tries not to think if there was anything he could have done. realistically... no, and he's aware of that, but that still doesn't stop him from thinking about it. ]

Right.

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[ A broken laugh, muffled as he turns, faced buried in Thorns' lap.

He doesn't need to say it aloud, does he? Why the decision feels hard, especially when his symptoms can be triggered so easily. ]

I want to pick you.