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Well, dunno if it was bullshit for you. That's why I'm askin'.
It was fine. Certainly nothing traumatic that you might stumble over during a later episode of telepathy, if that's what you're wondering.
[Sigh.]
Who were you?
Oh, barely distinguishable from myself, really.
[In love with Fou-Lu. Constantly fretting over their sister. Ugh.]
And you?
You know I don't believe you.
Yes, I've made my peace with that.
In all seriousness, what does it matter? You learn as much about me from a breach identity as you would from a character I've played on the stage.
Less, actually, since I at least chose that character.
I always get my hat.
Do you...consider your hat to be a cornerstone of who you are as a person?
Fou-Lu took my other one.
So I gave it up and he ruined it with his little horns.
Well, that's really on you for not using a little foresight, don't you think?
Anyway, the hat ain't the only thing that was the same. But that's something I want to talk to you in person about.
So he heads up the stairs to the deck.
"Hey Trouble."
"Hello, warden."
They're drinking a coffee and looking unflappable as usual.
"So, what is that the network would find unable to communicate?"
"Got a question for you, though. And I want you to answer it honestly."
Trouble lifts their eyebrows in a way that says 'good luck', but simply says:
"Go on."
He raises himself up a bit, pushing his hat from his eyes.
"I think you're as qualified as anyone else. But come on, darling, the interesting part of this conversation happens when you explain why you're asking."
"Thinkin' about what we talked about last. About the breach, too."
He folds his arms across his chest.
"Yes. And?"
They just give him a bland look. Get to the point, friend.
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