nothing to see here, folks, move along.

[grandfathersnail]

I see you didn't get the memo. I already have a hidey-hole that fits the three D's - dark, dank, depressing - just fine. Even better, it has a boot. Does your headspace have a boot? Yeah, thought so.

So you see, it's pointless. Why don't you leave me alone and go play with the other me you have moping around here or... I don't know, your Zeldas and Pongs. That's what all the kids are going nuts about, right?

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

[THE HELL IS THIS?

No but seriously she'll just be. Staring.]

[grandfathersnail]

[fancy seeing you here, awkward turtle.]

That's not polite. If your face sticks like that, don't expect me to help you get it unstuck.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Oh! Sorry, I just...

Sort of know you.

[grandfathersnail]

[WELL SORRY HE DOESN'T KNOW Y- oh. oh, wait. that's right. the other him.]

In a bad way or good way? Probably a bad way, right?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Actually, a good way. We're friends.

[grandfathersnail]

Awww. Isn't that sweet.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...Alright.

So, um. A boot.

[grandfathersnail]

[hmph. strange girl.]

Not just any boot. My boot. [he smiles, obviously very proud of himself.] It's my pride and joy. Well - one of many, I guess. When you have as much spare time as I do, you get very creative with your security systems.

I'd give you a demonstration, but I don't seem to have it here with me. Big sad.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

You... Really like security systems, don't you?

[grandfathersnail]

If you have a better way to keep people from bothering me, by all means, share.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...Bothering you, or--

I mean--

Is this about whatever happened? Where you ruined things?