I suppose it'd only be fun until I hit the ground.
My guess is torture. They're putting me in a metal contraption in the air for hours on end and acting like it's the most entertaining thing since recycled paper.
It's a pleasure to know you, Echo. Eurus here, at your service. And unless you're the reason for the situation we're both in, there really is no need to apologise.
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Will you tell me what's going on, Lady?
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Khaos and Gaia are turning everyone into mortals and bringing them to New York City. Nobody knows why yet.
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My guess is torture. They're putting me in a metal contraption in the air for hours on end and acting like it's the most entertaining thing since recycled paper.
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I don't know that, um, recycled paper is very, um, entertaining.
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I apologise for my morbid thoughts. May I know your name?
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There's no reason to, um, apologize. I'm Echo. It's very nice to meet you, though I'm, um, sorry for the situation.
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It's a pleasure to know you, Echo. Eurus here, at your service. And unless you're the reason for the situation we're both in, there really is no need to apologise.
You're a nymph, right?
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And I at your service, Lord Eurus. Do you know what room you'll be, um, staying in? Is there anything I can do to, um, help?
That's me.
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I hope you're feeling better.
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I'm fine thank you? I don't remember feeling badly.
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