I didn't want to be in a place where things were done imperfectly. It's like if someone took your experiment and finished it in a way that wasn't right and now the result is all wrong.
[ in other words: they wanted to go back because this place sucks. ]
It depends on the type of failure. I mean, I've failed my classes for ten years in a row, but my Professor has always let me stay in his classroom. But if I did something to disappoint him...or anyone that I care about...that's very scary. Far more scary than when Thursday night comes around and you wonder if you're going to be the next victim before falling asleep.
It depends on how you see it! I mean, even in your death, you can persist in various ways. People don’t just die and are completely erased from the Earth. Their energy is converted and used for other purposes and their souls might live on and transform into something else. If death was the end, then we would have forgotten about our dead friends already, don’t you think?
[ he winks! or, well, more like he closes his good eye. ]
It might be a glass half full, glass half empty kind of thing?
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[ a pause.
no.
correction. ]
Reze punched me.
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[wait]
[He sits up straight.]
...You're....Flat, again?
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[ waves his hand a little bit. ]
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Tell me your favorite joke.
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Those who can count......and those who can't!
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[A tired sort of laugh.]
What...happened? With Reze. Do you remember being...them?
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[ he nods. ]
I do. We voted Miss Nanaly out incorrectly.
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Wait, why would they want to be knocked out?
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[ in other words: they wanted to go back because this place sucks. ]
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[That's...kind of funny actually.]
I suppose we'll have to delay your plan to impulse humans off the earth, then.
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It's difficult to kill when I can't even carry more than 10 kilograms.
[ and-- ]
I don't want to let you all down.
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I see. [God. But his expression softens at that second part.] But...good. If you put your heart into it...I'm sure you won't.
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eh. he shrugs. ]
Every day I'm less sure about that, sir. But I'll keep trying.
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[ flat nods. ]
It depends on the type of failure. I mean, I've failed my classes for ten years in a row, but my Professor has always let me stay in his classroom. But if I did something to disappoint him...or anyone that I care about...that's very scary. Far more scary than when Thursday night comes around and you wonder if you're going to be the next victim before falling asleep.
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[Flat, your priorities.]
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[ wow his priorities are just fine. ]
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[ he winks! or, well, more like he closes his good eye. ]
It might be a glass half full, glass half empty kind of thing?
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[He hums.]
If you knew there was nothing left of you after you died, would you still be alright with dying?
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[ he looks a bit conflicted by his own answer, but he can’t really think of any other one to say. ]
If I die, I die. If I’m forgotten, that’s fine too. It’s just the way things are.