ELEVEN // 拾壹 {accidental voice: Japanese}

[foresight2020]

This world is dying.

[ There's some muttering, but it trails off as though the speaker wandered away from the device and then back again. During the substantial pause, you can mostly only hear the pitter-patter(-fizz?) of rain outside. ]I should be the last person to chastise someone for wishing to bring back something beautiful and beloved, but

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[cozmic_travel]

The border between life and death...

[foresight2020]

... Pardon me?

[cozmic_travel]

What you spoke of... I know it well.

[foresight2020]

Do you? Not many can say that they have dealt with it intimately.

[cozmic_travel]

I'm a doctor, dear. That should speak for itself.

I'm sorry, but she was so asking for it.

[foresight2020]

I'm not entirely certain about the first part, but there are plenty of doctors in the multiverse. I have a feeling that you did not write to point out that you are one.

[cozmic_travel]

...Clever.

This is not something I feel comfortable speaking about publicly, I'm afraid. And my current conditions disallow me the use of these devices in private conversation.

[foresight2020]

Understandable.