Looking for a home.

[broken_song]

They're gone. We're gone. Gone, gone, gone, what's the point?

It would be better if you didn't. They're gone, the children. Mun, they're gone gone, they died. They'll die. We'll all die.

I don't want a home. There is no home left. But One said to stay. . .

I want to go where they are. Let's go to where they are, take everyone there. TAKE ME THERE!

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[dividedfromone]

Two...

[broken_song]

Oooone. . . why one? Why did that happen?

[dividedfromone]

[The woman pauses a moment, then answers softly.]

It simply did. It couldn't be helped.

[broken_song]

Couldn't . . . help-ed. I couldn't help. All I could do was kill.

[dividedfromone]

You helped in that way, didn't you? All the Intoners have. You are no exception.

[broken_song]

Killing is helping? [At first it seem confusing, but after a few seconds Two simply laughs.]

Helping, it's helping. I'll help some more. Who can I help ONe? Should I help all of us? [Then she could be with the precious children right?]