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[Danny's reading through the letter he received upon arrival, though the doesn't look very concerned by it. At best? It's some stupid prank thing by Vlad.

At worst? It's true and he just needs to find that stupid Infi-map to get home. ]

Come on, who actually is going to believe this garbage about space-time compression...

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"What makes you doubtful of the theory?"

[A new voice, just off to his side and with a slightly cold tone, asks. Mitsuru, for her part, was just heading towards the library. (As usual.) Seeing someone littering, however, made her pause long enough to decide that Words might be necessary.

And then, naturally, she caught the tail end of that sentence.]

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Because its ridiculous.

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"Very...Laconic of you."

[And not a very satisfying explanation, going off of her expression.]

"Would you care to elaborate?"

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... Laconic?

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[Mitsuru allows herself one very, very short exasperated sigh. True, one breathed through her nose and only lasts 1 complete second, but still enough to let her gather up her patience to start explaining.]

"Correct, laconic."

[Arms are being crossed now, as her voice takes on an instructional tone.]

"It means being brief, but often to the point of being curt and, at extremes, uncommunicative."

[She gives him a quick, pointed look at the last word.]

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Oh come on, I'm totally not 'Laconic'. I'm totally communicative.

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"...Indeed."

[An eyebrow is being raised!]

"First impressions indicate otherwise. But, I won't eliminate the possibility that I was hasty with my judgements."

['Although I don't consider that possibility very likely' her eyes say as she gives him a measuring gaze.]

"In that case, perhaps we can redress that original question; why do you find it so implausible? Is it due to physics? Temporal issues? Or some other matter?"

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Uh, the first and second one.

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[Mitsuru makes a slight 'Hm'ing sound when she hears that. This isn't doing much to make her revaluate her original estimation of him...But she tries to press just a little further.]

"And aside from that, your other arguments would be...?"

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Well, for one, what kind of place has that kind of technology? And magic? As if.

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"It's not something common outside of speculation and fiction, I'll grant you."

[Ah, THERE we are; that's something she can grasp onto, and use as a base for her interactions. There's even a touch of calmness in her voice now, as she continues. She can afford to scale back a little on interrogating, now.]

"I take it that such things aren't very common where you come from, then."

[...And, in some ways, that's a bit welcome. Particularly after all those excursions with aliens and the like.]

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Aren't common? Try don't exist. Except in science fiction and fantasy novels.

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[Another nod. And, rather then elaborating on the situation SHE came from, Mitsuru decides it might be best to avoid such messiness entirely, and instead focus on providing a warning.]

"You might want to brace yourself, then, as the situation is different here."

[She lifts a hand and gestures to the Garden at large.]

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Don't need to, I plan on being at home soon enough.

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"You sound confident."

[No, she didn't just smile at that. Really, it was a trick of the light! Such self-assurance...Is encouraging to see, however. And raises him up a few notches in her eyes.]

"Hypothetically, then, should I trouble you about exchanging names if you plan on leaving soon?"

[...She might be humoring him just a touch, though.]

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Sure, why not. That way when I get out you can tell people that it was Danny Fenton who got out willingly.