[Sheik is speaking over music; that of a piano. Yes, he's exploiting the empty city. Something like
the latter part of this, perhaps. (About 4 minutes onward, pulled into something longer.)]
And so it all begins to return again...
[The music continues whilst he is silent. His tone becomes a little bemused.Strange menageries they keep, though
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I still love listening to you play, you know.
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Logically, there were no other options.
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My illusory work is not powerful enough.
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Sheik... this doesn't change how I feel about you.
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Do I have any remorse...
I suppose I do not.
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If, however, I was sent back and given another choice, I would not take the chance.
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