...All are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
[He murmurs, eyebrows knitted together.]
I cannot say. But...there's something to this Dust matter, you know? An Angel of Dust...daemons of Dust...the dead turn to Dust...and then can reform enough to the point where they can write us letters. It doesn't bode well, for something that should not have an encore.
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[He tilts his head, pensive.]
Are you alright, Miss Rika?
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[ but, she nods. ]
So far so good...!
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[Her light answer only makes him more sullen.]
...You're not worried that this is all another cycle to be caught up in?
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And yet, it's different from the cycle I know. Do you think it will begin again, when it ends?
[ a pattern repeating each week is different from repeating the same exact week. ]
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[He murmurs, eyebrows knitted together.]
I cannot say. But...there's something to this Dust matter, you know? An Angel of Dust...daemons of Dust...the dead turn to Dust...and then can reform enough to the point where they can write us letters. It doesn't bode well, for something that should not have an encore.
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But if this does end up being another loop...
[ well. she doesn't finish that thought. ]
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Out of the frying pan, into the fire. [...] Which you hardly deserve.
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[ back into the frying pan? there's no good answer. ]
... Better to keep your mind on the matters at hand.
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[There's no easy way out.]
I shall. I have no choice to. But the circumstances we bring to the table, I find, matter more than not, sometimes.
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What people come from might change what they're willing to do.
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It's not as easy as one may think, to resist temptation.
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[ but she doesn't expect that to hold anymore weight than anyone else's denial. ]
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[He shakes his head.]
If one must obtain a wish...I think you should grab it by your own power, not by the hands or strings of something else.
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... What matters more is faith in what you borrow from. We have no reason to believe these angels.
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[He nods.]
What we have left is believing in each other. And even then...
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Trust won't stop anyone from betraying you.
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But people don't always behave as they want to. All people.