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[faketiming]

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[violentlolita]

Questioning your own motives, are you~?

[faketiming]

Possibly. Though I could also be trying to gauge people's responses.

[ooc: strikes illegible]

[violentlolita]

Well I think this place is satisfactory. Better to be safely relocated here than back home with whatever it is that made you want to run in the first place.

[faketiming]

What makes you think I ran?

[violentlolita]

Why else would a person just pack up and leave everything to come here?

[faketiming]

Why did you leave and come here?

[violentlolita]

To get away from something, obviously.

You?

[faketiming]

I came because it was my choice. The first choice that was truly mine for as long as I can remember.

[violentlolita]

You came here merely for the chance to make your own decision?

[faketiming]

As someone who has never had the opportunity before, yes. But I wouldn't expect a stranger to understand.

[violentlolita]

Oddly enough, I suppose I...do kind of...understand. Hn.

[faketiming]

[there's a long pause before he responds] Really?

[violentlolita]

{She pauses as well, spoiling the page with an inkblot as she thinks.} Yes. It's weird, but yes.

[faketiming]

[he's pausing again, weighing the chances that this person might be manipulating him]

May I ask how so, or would that be too personal?

[violentlolita]

{Another pause, this one brief, and then she's writing again.}

It's simple, really. I wasn't in a position to make many of my own decisions before I came here. So in that way, yes, I think I can relate.

[faketiming]

I see. I was the same. And I didn't want to be used again.