[The Dreamberry picks up the composer today playing at his piano, though it appears he's more practicing than actually playing. He might also be composing. Not turning to the Dreamberry despite knowing it is on, he ponders upon something. Today is not a good day for him and all in all, he'd rather forget it. However, he puts on a smile for others.]
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Someone I lost.
[a deep pause as he tries to push those feelings away, the feeling of having lost his most precious thing. Martha was alright and he cared for her just as much.
But Rose. She was something.]
Why do you ask? Did something happen?
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But I do understand your feelings, sir.
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[he gives him a sympathetic look. Chopin didn't have to tell him anything, but whatever happened to him, the Doctor understood.]
But! I had to do it to keep her safe, and she's safe, so that's good.
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[He wouldn't be surprised if the Doctor did, he IS Chopin after all. So many scholars expose this day as it being the worse in his history. When he thinks upon it though, it was a very tragic day in his life.]
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You seem familiar. You're from somewhere in the 19th century....
[and then it seems to click.]
....Chopin?
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[he stops himself before he mentions the fact about his death. He believed that Chopin was from a time before his death. And it wasn't right to tell him about his future. He knew that it wouldn't do any good if he said it.]
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[he thinks about this for a while, trying to find an answer. It was obvious that today was the anniversary of Chopin's death, but this one is different.
He was obviously from a different universe, but he thought he had closed all of the holes in this universe.]
How did you escape death?
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