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[his eyes wince. Of COURSE there's more of her. Why not!

after a swallow:] So the lies can be on accident. Because of having to be quiet.

[shadowsincryo]

Or for both reasons. She has told me when she couldn’t answer a question because she can’t talk about Echo. [He takes a larger bite of his spicy chicken sandwich. He makes a pleased sound. Good spice level. It doesn’t detract from the chicken.]

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[that gets a grumbly noise, more just an assent of hearing it than any approval or disapproval while Pending's trying to pick seasoning out from under his fingernail.

after a beat:] Another slave, I guess. [that puts them closer to even footing, but Knife isn't ready to sympathize with her beyond that.]

What could she talk about.

[shadowsincryo]

That echo exists and worlds are dying. She could tell me she has brothers and sisters but can only talk to those in reach. In short. What we at home call the standard response.

If gives the asker nothing. [Another bite. He chews slowly, savoring the sandwich.]

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[that this could be a great, big lie made to placate and coerce responses is never lost on Knife. they grew up subject to being...well, a subject. it wouldn't be new.

it'd be awful, though; even a big cage is a cage.

surprising to no one:] I don't like it. [incredible revelation. it's not meant to be, though; just some words to fill in space before they cram the remains of that sandwich in their mouth and choke it down. where Kaeya savors, Knife scrambles - gotta make food disappear before it can disappear on you.]

Y'know there's people and sorts here that...can do a lot of wild things. To break a lot.

Nobody's tried to break this place?