I rescind my earlier statement.

[heart0foak]

No pistols will be necessary, no need to worry, Mister Turner. I believe I may have rather overreacted. After all, what happens in a nightmare can't possibly do anything real to me, can it? Although now I come to think of it, when I woke up after the first time here, there was a cut on my hand..

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[guise_and_guilt]

Oh. You're the pirate spouting poetry from yesterday~.

[heart0foak]

Oh. You're the rather silly young man who thinks he's going to rile me by A)Mentioning the poetry and B)Calling me a pirate.

[guise_and_guilt]

Can't someone make an observation here without getting a bat to their head? I'm quite sensitive~, and all those mean words tear a jagged line through my black heart.

[heart0foak]

I put it to you that you, sir, are as sensitive as a hod full of finest Edinburgh granite. It's easy enough to read your damned journal, you scoundrel.

[guise_and_guilt]

How charming. Be still my heart, I've just been compared to the finest granite.

You have such a way with words~.

[heart0foak]

Well, since you seem to enjoy it so much, if you like, I could compare you to a mangy consumptive cur, a week-old haddock in a bucket of foetid tripe, or possibly several of the more rank and syphilitic whores of Tortuga.