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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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audio;

[devoutish]

Yeah?

[There's a beat, and then-- no, he's not going to let himself be even cautiously hopeful, he decides.]

Well. You let me know if it pans out, and I'll do something up. Writing or video?

audio;

[headjacked]

You can write something up and I can record it, but if you want your voice, you should -- video, or audio. Or. We see each other again.

I like the last idea a lot.

audio;

[devoutish]

I'm not very good company just now.

audio;

[headjacked]

Wh... we might never be, b-but I still would like to see you one... [ bre a k ] - more time.

audio;

[devoutish]

Do you know something that I don't, Rhys, or is this just general hopelessness?

audio;

[headjacked]

We're talking about maybe-final messages, I think I'm allowed to be morbid!

audio;

[devoutish]

Yeah, all right. Only checking, mate.

audio;

[headjacked]

Then, alls good, mate---y. Waitshit that's pirates.

audio;

[devoutish]

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

[u tried tho Rhys]