[Despite all the paper pushing she did within OZ and Preventer, Une's image appears flustered following her first encounter with Vogon bureaucracy. It's not exactly easy filling out forms after being casually told everyone you know is now dead. Still, dwelling on it would only lead to emotional incapacity and, if she has any hope of rebuilding
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Still... he'd admit to some surprise to see her. The last he'd heard about her, she'd been shot.]
My dear Lady Une. I am pleased to see you made it here.
You shouldn't blame yourself for a meteor strike, though I do understand the feeling.
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Who are you? Because I'm certain you're not who I think you are.
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I was brought here before the point in time you appear to have been taken from. I assure you I am very much alive.
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I am not going to subject myself to this again. All the internal chaos and confusion...
You cannot be Mister Treize.
[And there's the denial. She just got herself in one piece again and having him around tends to make her a bit nuts. Of course, she's scared and confused.]
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Yet that is who I am. What is your location? Have you left the arrival section yet?
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If you think I'd be convinced that easily, you don't know me at all.
[She terminates the feed, dropping the guide and wrapping her arms around herself. No, that did not just happen.]
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