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[hallowedly]

This is a marathon, not a race. You want your wits about you.

[salaryman]

But if I became terrified and useless... you'd help me, right?

Or at least help me so I don't bother my other coworker, yes?

[hallowedly]

...are you trying to extract my good will?

[salaryman]

[ ....... ]

No.

[hallowedly]

Good. I prefer honest interactions.

[salaryman]

Then I hope I always come off as honest with you.

[hallowedly]

I hope you never make me wonder.

[salaryman]

I'm sure you never will wonder.

[hallowedly]

Don't give her what she wants. If you still take advice.

[salaryman]

I don't intend to... but I do intend to give some worship.

There are some very odd people giving some very judgemental stares.

[hallowedly]

I'm afraid your new belle isn't particularly popular. Are you sure you can weather the storm of her public scrutiny?

[salaryman]

She may not be popular, but I'm worried about her irritation.

What is that about a woman scorned?

[hallowedly]

They'll hunt you down to avenge their cute brothers?

[salaryman]

Who's to say?

[hallowedly]

I said it.

[salaryman]

Fair, fair...

I suppose they might? I am not too worried about that but I think I should give up something just to uphold my flirting of before.

[hallowedly]

In other words, you haven't burned your hand yet, so why not play with more fire?

[salaryman]

I suppose that's right.

If I get into enough good graces, I hope to be able to bring back some information. I've never played a double agent before so I'm afraid I only know how to do this based on movies.

[hallowedly]

What compels you?

[salaryman]

Curiosity.

Is it all right to ask what compels you to do anything?

[hallowedly]

What are you hoping for? 'Duty'? 'Boredom'?

[salaryman]

Hmmm, just an answer would be fine.

I feel no matter the reason... I feel I'll still be surprised.

[hallowedly]

Habit. The simple habit of being alive.

[salaryman]

Habit of being alive?

[hallowedly]

That's right. I'm afraid some of us have no reason to be alive. We don't bring any particular good, we don't do enough ill. We hardly change the world one way or another.

We're just used to being alive.