[Static first, then the forge turns on a moment after it hits the ground, apparently having fallen out of the pocket of its possessor. In the extreme foreground at the bottom of the screen is a discarded black shirt. Further back sits the owner of both articles, her gray jacket held against her chest and her knees drawn up to her chin. Her eyes are
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Do whatever you want.
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Our limited resources cannot be wasted to pull you from it.
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Was that your first time in the mist?
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Ah- I . . . yes. The first time it has effected me that way, at least.
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[Pauuuuse]
Are...are you alone, at the moment?
[That gets out so very awkwardly. He remembers the times he was affected by the mist, and both times, someone had been there with him, to distract him from his demons. It's not quite an offer--not yet--but the slight note of concern might be discernable.]
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I am.
[She has regained enough control over her voice to sound very calm and matter-of-fact about it.]
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Have you been taken care of? [It's as firm as she can get, but it seems to work well for her.]
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I'm not hurt.
[a pause]
This is Mei Chan, isn't it?
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[Pause.]
Yes, I am. Has someone referred you to me?
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In a manner of speaking.
I suppose you don't know me. I would like a chance to speak with you some time. If that's all right with you.
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