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[un_alone]

[Italy knows that this is HQ. He knows that it isn't the mansion. And that, most likely, doing this won't help anything at all in any sense, but just in case....He's still going around and breaking any clock he can find. All kinds of clocks. Analogue. Digital. Cuckoo. None are spared. He grabs another, smashing it against the wall. Goodbye, clock.

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[undo_thefuture]

"... What are you doing?"

[un_alone]

V-ve?! [Jumpy Italy is very jumpy still.] O-oh! J-Kiku...I was just...Seeing if this would help any...You're not getting any flashes of memory, are you?

[undo_thefuture]

"No...?"

[un_alone]

Ve...No, I didn't think so. But it was worth a try! I think....Or maybe not. You don't think people will be mad, do you?

[undo_thefuture]

"I don't think so, but..."

But it is a little worrisome.

[un_alone]

But? Ve...They really will be upset, won't they? I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset anyone!

[undo_thefuture]

"I don't think..."

Kiku shakes his head.

"More worried."

[un_alone]

Ve? About their clocks...? I-I can fix them, I think! If...If I can get all the pieces together...!

[undo_thefuture]

"About you. Your behavior is strange."

[un_alone]

O-oh. B-but I'm okay...Really! No one needs to worry about me!

[undo_thefuture]

"... That statement is also worrisome."

[un_alone]

V-ve...It is? I guess America was right after all...

[undo_thefuture]

"... Right about what?"

[un_alone]

...My smile doesn't look natural enough.

[undo_thefuture]

"... He was right."

[un_alone]

S-si...I need more practice...