second. text. (hella backdated)

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[Shortly after Kate's post and Mello's subsequent conversation with Delight, Mello sends out the following:]

Delight has agreed to provide you all with condoms. You can find them at the bar, and I'll be taking some to the clinic as well. See that you put them to good use.

And you're welcome.

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You can't fault me for the fact that my own personal aims happen to coincide with the greater good.

[Perish the thought of Mello as a babysitter. Nobody wants that.]

[outermirrors]

Still don't think it counts.

[ She definitely wouldn't that's for sure. ]

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Then I guess I can rejoice in the knowledge that your opinion doesn't actually carry any weight whatsoever.

[outermirrors]

Same could be said of you.

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Again - your opinion. Which, again, carries no weight.