It's— they're incinerating what they remove, right? This is all above board?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Yeah, well they have no idea what I am. Assuming I'm dangerous would seem a safe bet for them.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...
I shouldn't have let this happen. It should have been me on that mission, like I was supposed to. We both messed this up.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?No. They shouldn't have press-ganged you into their civil war.
Besides, that part wasn't you. It was... they're doing it because I stopped Sephiroth, and now nobody's left to stop me. If I felt like listening to Mother, I could wipe them all out in a day or two.
It's not actually as fun having that kind of power as everyone thinks. Mostly it just makes things awkward.
But this isn't what they think it is. Mother's made me whole. There hasn't been any push for Reunion, or urges to infect anyone, or... or anything. She's just letting me be whole with her because we're all that's left.
... Just promise me you have this under control. Okay?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Ignorance is hiding in a pile of leaves by the edge of the forest-
-cozy and watching the room with intrigue-
-Ches the Griffin is in the kitchen, preparing some breakfast and a couple of cups of tea-
-while Kitt is just lounging on the couch, looking at her phone-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHm? -looks over at the lad-
Oh- no, it's fine. I've got a cup of tea and my breakfast on the way.
-there is a distinct smell of breakfast from the kitchen, indeed-
-meanwhile, Ignorance is still outside in his pile of leaves-
-perhaps Silver will be able to come across this silly little thoughtless-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-he looks so cozy in that pile of leaves-
Greetings, Silver of the thinking ones.
-escaped to the kitchen, the boy goes-
-where Ches, is making omelettes on the cooker-
-and a teapot is brewing-
-he doesn't mean to look imposing when he does this, but he is wearing those bandages 24/7-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

...They say I have to come in next week for more treatments, to help keep me one shape.