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What?!

[He's not really aware that he was being recorded - sure, he'd been messing with the journal, which is probably why it's recording right now. But he's more shocked about the fact that he's alive again.]

But why? [Silence again, for a few minutes as footsteps get farther and then nearer to the journal again.] I was supposed to be--

[Dead.]

This is so pointless!

[He pauses one last time, and then decides that kicking his book would do him good. There's the sound of his foot making contact with it, and then the sound cuts.]

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[The laughter is... unsettling. Though Ion never saw the Score as something that tied people down to an absolute single path, he understands the viewpoint of those who do. Perhaps better now than he ever had back on Auldrant.]

You shouldn't say things like that. There's no point in thinking about what might have happened had things been different. You're here now. And you can live your life however you want!

[Ah, so Sync died. Still, that's not...exactly that helpful. Sync died twice on Auldrant, if Dist remembers correctly. Van still had a purpose for him the first time, it seemed. This will be difficult, keeping tabs on the so-called spy himself. Then again, Van gave his word not to initiate an attack...though Dist never did trust anyone's word alone.]

I see... [He's not going to bother addressing Sync's attitude toward it. It's irrelevant.] And before that? What do you remember?

Yeah, right.

[He is the most talkative person ever.]

[Ahhh Ion, you and your little friends always had that same kind of viewpoint, didn't they? He didn't understand why, really.]

Easy for you to say. I guess you can just pick up and move on that easily, can't you? You have all your little friends here supporting you, don't you?

I guess I am.

[Sync is Sync, after all.]

I might, or I might not. Don't you people like surprises?

[trololololol.]

[Asch offers up an uncaring shrug. Truth be told, he really doesn't want Sync to go around sharing too much - particularly if the information he has of the future gets back to his replica - but showing interest would probably just cause Sync to want to stir up trouble or something. Cue disinterest.]

I'm just giving you the same warning Van himself gave to me. Even from us, hearing about the future is too much like being told the Score to him.

[A pause.]

...you're right. I have had it easier than you. I have friends here who care about me and support me.

But there's nothing stopping you from making friends here, too. I want to help you, Sync. [I want to be your friend...!]

[But Ion knows well enough actually saying that right now might get the journal slammed shut in his face. Baby steps, baby steps...]

[C'mon Sync, don't you like the feeling of being trolled...] Oh? Are you doubting my sincerity?

[He already got the feeling he was being trolled, even before he started talking to anyone here.]

Do you really have to ask?

[Well at least he admits it.]

I've told you before, and I'll tell you again. I don't need your help. I don't need need anyone's help!

[Smaller than baby steps...]

Just because you don't need help doesn't mean I don't want to offer it.

[Smaller than baby steps... well, hey, the fact that they're even having a conversation at all that doesn't end with Sync throwing himself to his doom-- that sounds terrible is a step in the right direction!]

Things don't have to be like they were on Auldrant. We aren't enemies here, and there's no reason we can't at least try get along... right?

[...too optimistic?]

[Yaaay.]

Good.

[And that's all he'll really say on that.]

[getting trolled/sync new otp forever]

Call it a question out of curiosity.

I don't see why this is so important to talk about right now.

[Not that he's hiding anything - he's getting tired of Auldrant being the only thing anyone wants to talk about. Because they all had something in common that way?

Ugh.]

I'll be stuck here for a while, right?

[Not if he can help it.]

[Good call, Asch.

...Oh the Score. Sync grips the journal more firmly in his hands for a moment at the thought of it.]

I see. [Because Asch just had to use that word to make him even more disinterested in telling Van anything if he couldn't help it.] When did he tell you this?

And that doesn't mean I have to take it.

[This is very true ~~is there anything he can jump off of around here--i mean~~. Maybe it is, but Ion probably shouldn't get too hopeful.]

You never get it, do you? Hasn't it ever crossed your mind that I couldn't get along with you?

[...Just a little.]

[Legit.]

One that I don't have to answer.

[Now he's just trying to be irritating.]

[Softly:] ...it has.

But we're both here, aren't we? People come and go from Luceti all the time, always without warning. Wouldn't it be best to try and make the most of our time here?

[Neither of them can ever go back home, after all.]

Most of the people here don't even know what the Score is. They're completely free of it. [...] So there's no reason for us to keep fighting.

[So he's not quite as naive as he has given him credit for.

Good. In a way.]

'Make the best of it'? Don't make me laugh. You expect me to just get over everything?

I'm not like you.

[Flashback to that time in the Core, and Ion would have disagreed with him. We're the same... but was that really true? They're both replicas of the original Ion, but they're also different people. Sync is just Sync. It's only thanks to his time in Luceti that he's really begun to understand what that means. It may not be exactly what Sync is saying here now, but...]

[There's a weighty pause before he replies.]

You don't know how long you're going to be here. Things can change. This will change.

[That was the nature of Luceti, after all.]

I know you don't want to accept my help. But if you ever change your mind, my offer still stands.

The same day he arrived. [In our goddamn shower.] As soon as he found out where I and my replica were from, he told us to keep what we knew to ourselves.

[Nope. Didn't hear you...]

You should be more angry at who brought you here. Not the reason why.

[:|]

Great, so there's no Score. Do you expect us to be friends now? If you're expecting that, you're even more stupid than I thought.

[I do what I want, Ion!]

If you say things will change, you're no better than the Score.

[He didn't want to be commanded to do anything. In his way, Ion trying to predict him changing didn't help matters at all.]

I wouldn't hold your breath on that.

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