[There's a man standing in a peculiarly slouched manner just outside the church in one of Template's less-than-nice parts of town, staring rather incredulously at his hands and arms. The burns he's grown accustomed to over the past year or so aren't there anymore, and nothing about his surroundings appears as he expects
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New? At what?
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Where is "here," exactly?
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But I don't sing.
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[Nibbles at his thumb a bit]
But I've never been here before.
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