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[ingeniar]

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[ingeniar]

I don't know. He's not mine. He's dead too.

[nightsung]

He’s yours here. And he’s mine.

He told me about another version of himself that died. Is that what you mean?

[ingeniar]

I only know one version. He turned into dust in front of me, after he saved my life.

[nightsung]

Neither of you are dust here. I won’t let you be.

[ingeniar]

We'll be meat before we're dust. Red on the table. Pulled apart by sharp teeth.

[nightsung]

Let me protect you.

I’ll pull whomever wants to make you meat apart first.

[ingeniar]

[ Kind of oscillating back and forth right now. What was he saying? ]

Yeah, that's not how it works.

[nightsung]

You haven’t been here long. The rules always change, and so do the games.

No one can say with certainty how anything works. So let me try.

[ingeniar]

People don't protect me. I protect everyone else. It's a whole thing.

[nightsung]

Do you expect me to be your damsel, then?

I could crush your head between my thighs like a melon, you know.

[ingeniar]

A strangely arousing statement.

[nightsung]

You can get distracted by my thighs squeezing your face after you answer my question.