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No one's died.

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Do people normally die when you get impulsive?

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...you've never encountered metaphor, have you?

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Shit, you got me. They don't teach metaphor or hyperbole in American schools. [ ever feel someone roll their eyes in the murmur? yeah. that's a hard eye roll. ]

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I'm surprised you attended school at all.

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Oof, my ego. I'm gonna cry myself to sleep.

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It isn't as if you go out of your way to be lady-like.

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It's not the 1970s anymore, grandpa. Modernize.

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There's still time to send you to a finishing school.

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And let them tarnish my sparkling personality? As if.

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It might be a way to resume a regular life. Wouldn't you like that?

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I promise you, no one who lives a regular life where I'm from has gone to a finishing school.

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Then, at least a university. You'd make a fine accountant.

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...do you somehow think we'll be going back home?

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You'll be home sooner than you think. Careful what you wish for.

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You're going to end up disappointed.

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No. ( And through the Murmur, the rippling resolve of certainty. ) I'm afraid that doesn't happen to me.

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Bullshit. [ But... ] Never?

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I'm a selfish man. Why should I bend for the world, when it can break for me?

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How is that working out for you here?

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I'm thriving, and this world is deteriorating. What do you think?

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I think you sound delusional.

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Then, if I die, you can say you were right.

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I'd be too busy mourning to brag properly.

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I wouldn't presume to put you in that position.