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[grinninggrifter]

I have nothing to return to at the place I had once called home, so I do not intend to go back. Edensphere has been little more than a well furnished prison cell, so I do not intend to make my home here either

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[sixthsinner]

You're right. Being hatched together doesn't make us brothers.

[He stubs out a cigarette on the journal.]

But I'm okay with the title anyway. Better than my last one.

Let's take a journey, Grift.

[grinninggrifter]

[And with this, an unaccountable flood of relief. If Chapel had said no, he would be gone by sundown, but this, this is good news indeed.]

And what a journey it will be.

[sixthsinner]

[Chapel is feeling downright cheery. For a dead guy-and now he knows for certain that he is one-there are a lot of opportunities ahead.]

One for the ages.

Let's find an ocean. You know I lived on a desert planet? I'd like to see some water.

[A real Eden, not a false glass one. But maybe the true paradise was having the freedom to seek it out.]

[grinninggrifter]

An entire planet composed mainly of desert? Remarkable. Yes, let us find an ocean - have you ever been on an ocean liner? It's quite an experience.

[man_genius]

Good Luck Thomas.

[grinninggrifter]

Thank you, Genius. [His pen hovers above the page for a square minute. As the sole person to attempt to talk him out of acting suicidally, he feels like thanks is in order... but he's never been an honest man, and though he seeks reformation, he will not start immediately.]

Good luck in your future travels.