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[headjacked]

Heyyyyyyyy, kiddo, you've reached me. Me who is Rhys. Anyway, not sure why you're trying to get in contact with the king of the dweebs, but I'm sure you've got your reasons. Reasons you should probably re-examine. I'm just sayin'.

Last chance to back out.

No?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

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[headjacked]

You were thinking it!

[ GRUMBLE!! ]

There's nothing to be upset about. Except the fact that we went through all that and got nothing, but, y'know, that's a separate issue!

[powersouls]

I was not thinking it.

[All right, give her a second to check herself. Tifa would be upset if she'd just gone through that, too. She sighs.]

I'm sorry. It was brave of you to try.

[headjacked]

Honestly, wasn't really going for brave. Just -- Angel did it, so. What kind of man would I be if I let her do something like that on her own?

...s-sooooo maybe a little brave. Thanks.

[powersouls]

[She laughs quietly in response.]

Whose idea was it, anyway? I would have never thought of using the door.

[headjacked]

Oh, that was all Angel. Hell, I didn't even know she was gonna do that until... it was happening.

Then there were chips everywhere, we were grabbing them, she goes ahead and swallows one, and -- and I'm in it deep already, so. Bottom's up.

[powersouls]

So... You two didn't talk about it at all? Really?

[That sounds like a terrible idea?]