Memories are sometimes the only good thing you have in common with the people you love
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The advantage Zash has on the metal wheel controlled by the maniac is being able to do sharp turns. The disadvantages are it being much faster and much more willing to cause copious amounts of property damage by just swerving into a wall.

Also by throwing small localised grenades at Zash, which he can shoot out of the air but which still slow him down. The bomber's destination is obvious, and unfortunately for Zash, the bomber gains and gains and gains on him and just... loses him. Even though his destination is obvious, he is still much faster.

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But just around then, someone starts playing a piano song, somewhere in the town.

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...no. No, no, no, not now, it wasn't Nai, it wasn't meant to be Nai, please—

—but Nai is worse. Nai is worse than whatever this bomber person can do, and, and, fuck.

Zash stops giving chase, prays to whatever god nothing goes to shit because of this, and runs towards where the song is coming from.

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There's a man sitting at the piano and playing a song. 

"Do you remember this song? We used to play it together."

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"...Nai."

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"I've missed you, Zash."

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"Nai, you have to stop this."

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"Stop?"

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"Your, your minion or whatever he is, he's killing people—"

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"...I don't know who he is. A diversion. And they do not matter, Zash."

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"Nai, why are you here—"

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He stops playing the song and turns to face Zash. And to notice that Zash is pointing his gun at him. "You know why."

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"We're doing fine, we're, we were fixing it, we could save it!"

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"It? You could save it?"

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"...her. We could save her."

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"And then what, Zash? Another century of them using her? Using both of them? Of draining them dry while they suffer, while they—"

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Both of them suddenly look up and north as if hearing something no one else can.

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Knives looks back at Zash. "Is that what you call helping her, Zash? She's screaming. Or can you not hear her anymore? Are you too far gone to hear her? Too human?"

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"Of course I can hear her but that's, something happened, that's different, she was fine—"

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"She was not fine. She will never be fine. None of us will. Humans will keep hurting us, will keep using us, and then throw us away when they're done. Just like they always do with you."

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"Nai, I can't let you. These people need the plants, they'll die without them—"

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"Let me?" He stands up, and Zash's gun follows his movement. "You would shoot me? Your own brother?"

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He looks anguished. "Nai, please..."

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"You still can't open your gate. You pretend to be human so much you're becoming one. You won't be able to hear them anymore.

"And the humans will still hate you."

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"...not all of them."

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Knives reaches forward to touch the tip of Zash's gun. "You can keep your humans, Zash."

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