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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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[Yeah, but the chance of that happening right now are slim to none. You're fighting an uphill battle, Tear.]

Stop warning me. Don't you think I know how people react to things by now? I'm not stupid.

[Uphill is better than not fighting at all.]

I know you're not, but you can be rash.

[More power to you, Tear.]

Glad to know you think you know me, then.

I never claimed that, though I can say the same about you I believe.

And why do you say that? It's not like there is much to know about you.

I'm certain that anything that may be needed to know about me has already been told to you by Van. [Though she has no idea how much it is.]

Maybe, maybe not. You'll never know.

You're right, I won't. [She can't force him to talk to her, after all, and it would be unwise to. He may share Ion's face, but Sync was very much his own person.]

I think we're done here.

[Aaand he's finished with you, Tear.]

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