[they were trying to break him. He'd come to this conclusion before, but every lesson needs a reminder, and this last one had been a heavy one. After the event, he'd retreated--spending the weeks between the edges of town and the mountain lair, circling the last areas of familiarity like some abandoned dog. Groping in the darkness for answers, for
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I'd say it's better than making myself a target for you.
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What do you want, Legato?
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You were so understanding.
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I'll ask again. What do you want?
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I only want to talk.
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Then talk.
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At least this hasn't changed about you.
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How very sad for you. You'd seemed to have enjoyed the lie they'd set up for us.
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[Which is probably about as high on the scale as Legato is going to get. She almost tacks an "or insane" on the end of that, but she doesn't want to antagonize him too much.]
I'm not interested in your pity. My life is what it is.
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But if you think I'm wrong, then correct me. Just who are you, really?
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Exactly who is it that you think I am?
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Dear Amelia.
There is a bit of a surprised pause on his end, before a very low and very soft chuckle]
...I didn't know that we shared the same friends, Amelia. How wonderful.
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