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fuck.
[he kind of considers just leaving that but, as a afterthought tacks on:]
look, if anyone wants to ask the real me about anything happened, i'm here now.
[he kind of considers just leaving that but, as a afterthought tacks on:]
look, if anyone wants to ask the real me about anything happened, i'm here now.

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But let's say, it's not unprecedented.
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[What? Is she going to deny it?]
But things are complicated here too, and where you're from.
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[he's suddenly quite morose, but he's never been a very cheerful drunk.]
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[She is once again glad there wasn't another version of herself out there.]
Hard to defend against yourself.
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[Is it a good time for a rude question? Is there a better time? Natasha takes a drink before going there.]
He'd he do it?
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It's pretty gruesome.
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[But it does seem like that was a question to far.]
You don't have to tell me.
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He wanted to replicate what we did to Sam Keating.
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[she's right - his double wanted him to suffer. then again, maybe he wanted to suffer, too.]
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[She says it seriously, her tone carefully neutral. He should have the space to vent, but also&dmash;there's something to be said for offering solutions.]
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[thats good right...]
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I'd like that a lot, actually.
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In that case, you have yourself a teacher.
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