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Salmons and Carmines in Omniscience
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"I would. … But it could be nice to have a little break."

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"Can have a break after that fucker's outta power."

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"Which may be after we both die."

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"Hrrm. We still don't know that I actually grow old."

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"I mean, I guess we don't know that I do either, but – I get your point."

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"Yes, don't be pedantic," he says, smiling a bit.

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"Okay, so, maybe after I die. Still."

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"Won't let you die, either." Nuzzle.

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Hug.

"… Do we want to go see what they're up to now, or wait, then?"

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"Dunno if we're allowed?"

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"They haven't, I dunno, given us a rulebook, have they?"

He looks up and around, briefly.

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It's a simple room, with the double bed and a closet and a small bathroom. Stark.

"No, they haven't."

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"I could ask… Not sure who, though."

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He shrugs. "Stick your head out the door and see what's there?"

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That requires disentangling himself from Dayo. He does that, reluctantly, and then proceeds to look out the door.

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The door seems to be locked.

"Erm."

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"… Well. I guess I will not be doing that."

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"Guess that answers the question neatly, then."

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"Do I want to try contacting someone to ask or do we want to not let them know we've found out."

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"I'm pretty sure if they didn't want us to find out they wouldn't have outright locked the doors."

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"So should I ask – scary woman who gave the speech, I forget if she gave her name?"

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"Couldn't hurt, I guess."

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He mentally pokes around for her and then – she gets that polite synesthetic knocking request for conversation that comes with his telepathy.

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[So this is what it feels like.]

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[It is indeed. Hello.]

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