You've gotta be...

[doesntshutup]

I fucking hate this.

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[handyhelper]

Helen? What's wrong?

[doesntshutup]

Take a wild guess, Cynthia

[handyhelper]

Oh... of course. Sorry, Helen.

I guess it could be worse.

[doesntshutup]

Nah, it's not your fault.

...Pfft. Not like I lie much about anything to most people so, whatever.

[doesntshutup]

Oh if you weren't my superior..

I really don't want to hear this from you.

[doesntshutup]

Well, since I gotta be truthful now...

Your attitude. It sucks.

Private to Helen

[afterimaging]

Have you been... affected also?

Private to Miria

[doesntshutup]

Yeah. Don't tell me you've also got it too?!

Private to Helen

[afterimaging]

It appears so. I would suggest we both avoid contact with others until this wears off. We are unable to speak of the Claymore project, but there are other things I'd rather not be made known.

Private to Miria

[doesntshutup]

Yeah, I understand that. Don't want people to know anything they shouldn't. I'll keep to myself till this shit wears off.

[omnomguts]

Oh, such naughty language!

Now, tell me all about your troubles. Have you been feeling honest lately?

[doesntshutup]

You should already know my honest opinion when it comes to what I think of you.

[omnomguts]

What did I ever do to make you dislike me so? I would just love for us to be friends. You're not quite as boring as the others.

[doesntshutup]

What did you do? You know memory loss is bad and I don't give a damn enough to write you the fucking list.

[bitter_inferno]

Problem?

[doesntshutup]

Does it sound like there's one?

[bitter_inferno]

I don't need Veritaserum to give you a 'yes' on that.