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[fuckinstoplights]

... how long have people been trapped here?

[It's a very quiet, hesitant question. Almost as if the speaker is loathe to actually open his mouth and say something.]

[Because hahaha public speaking.]

Hasn't... anyone tried to go home? To get back to where they belong?




Where they have someone to live for?

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[fuckinstoplights]

A month...? That's a long time.

No. I don't think so, anyway.

[makes_it_rain]

Haha it's not so bad here and a lot of the people are friendly.

[That statement will make Yamamoto raise an eyebrow curiously.

You're not sure?

[fuckinstoplights]

People. You mean humans?

... I lost track of time for a while.

[makes_it_rain]

Yeah! Do you not have any where you're from?

[And now he's concerned.]

What happened? Do you need to go to the hospital?

[fuckinstoplights]

No, we do. We have too many.

No? Why would I?

[makes_it_rain]

Ah.

[Not a people person, apparently. He still looks concerned however.]

If you don't remember or lose track of time, something could be wrong, right? Or does that happen to you often?

[fuckinstoplights]

... It doesn't.

Spinister said I was sick. From not wanting to touch anyone.