So sacrifice yourself and let me have what's left

[near_your_enemy]

Breakfast in the kitchen wasn't nearly as much fun, now that people seemed to be vanishing left and right. Still, N persevered like a true hero, a small plate full of animal crackers and peanut butter resting on the table in front of him.

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[having_lost]

Another Near, much older, much sharper, comes in with a basket over one arm and goes straight to the pantry, to start loading it up.

[near_your_enemy]

He raises an amused eyebrow.

"It's not going to vanish, you know."

[having_lost]

"Who are you?"

He stumbles back into the counter, as though seeing him for the first time.

[near_your_enemy]

"You, apparently."

He yawns.

"Younger, it looks like."

[having_lost]

"Well. Obviously."

Still against the counter, looking sort of horrified.

[near_your_enemy]

"Settle down, I don't have a Death Note."

A slight laugh. "Are you new here or what?"

[having_lost]

"I've never met another one of me."

It's hard to breathe.

"No- I did, once. Maybe. A long time ago."

[near_your_enemy]

N shrugs.

"People have been vanishing a lot more recently."

[having_lost]

"Why did you say that?"

[near_your_enemy]

"...because it's true? At least, most of the people I know, anyway."

[having_lost]

"Why did you say that about having a note?"

[near_your_enemy]

He shrugs.

"You seemed terrified. It's not like I'd be strong enough to kill you any other way."

[having_lost]

"Well, if you had a knife."

[near_your_enemy]

"Last I checked, knives aren't required for eating animal crackers."

[having_lost]

"I carry one anyways." He shrugs.

[near_your_enemy]

"Then don't come near me."

He laughs, to prove it's a joke. The laugh is still sort of wrong.