Don't know how we did it, but we were flying and we weren't on a bison.
And I'm never doing it again. Next person who tries to get me off the ground will get my fist in their face.
[ as if to... emphasize this, she's sitting on a three foot tall rock stump in front of the castle on the grounds. EATING A FRIED CHICKEN DRUMSTICK
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...What do you mean you were flying?
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[ pause ] We weren't on the ground. And it wasn't stone or earth -- it was. . . was metal.
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I didn't even know where mine was. Or. . . it was weird. It was like what I was doing was "normal".
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What's the last thing you remember before coming here?
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I knew you were from the past, but...that was so long ago.
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You don't have to rub it in.
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But no one's been able to.
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No way! If anyone can do it, it'd be me. It's just. . . If you're right, then. . .
[ trailing off. she's kinda awed but at the same time. her ego just went up +9000 ]
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Besides, you have your own training to do.
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