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Date: 2011-09-01 10:44 pm (UTC)
Okay. I can meet with you later, if you like.

[Filters and locks could only do so much despite how well he had been taught to set them up. For the most part they did block out plenty of other peering or simply curious eyes, but anyone determined enough may be able to break through the coding.

He could understand her asking him that as well. It might've seemed out of the blue that he would do something like this. He knew that if he had to return home, he would. He had to. Even if there was some reluctance now tugging at the back of his mind. But the point of returning wasn't entirely for himself, the same with wanting to help out.]


I have friends who want to stay. Including the mirrors.

[Which might've been odd for him to say at first, but he did regard some of the mirrors as his friends. It didn't matter on which side of the mirrors or the Mansion that they lived; they were separate entities, separate people. They should be happy too.]

The mirrors are real. They deserve to live now that they do.

[Not that all the mirrors were good or moral or anything like that. But it wasn't right for someone to take the life of someone else.]
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