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I guess I feel pretty desperate, too. Let's keep looking for somewhere, then. There's going to be a right match, somewhere. Even...even without anyone else. We'll find it. ...I think.

I'm just so tired of being stuck in my room.

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...Least, unlike some people. You and yours are trying kid.

Is trying and failing all that better than not trying at all?

As long as you're the one that's doing it and not asking someone to lead you by the hand to accomplish what you want in life.

Sometimes the hand helps, though. I mean. I can do it. I know I can, but. It doesn't work if I'm the only one.

Of course it does. [His expression softens] ...Still looking for a place to go?

I'm always looking. I can't stay...here, anymore. I just can't.

[He folds his hands] ...Writer wants me to suggest some places. Bigger games, but honestly-there's

distantskies where she thought about playing me. I guess you get an animal companion there or something.

Also

abaxcity and this is going to sound weird but over at this

scorched the other you dropped and your dad's no longer there I guess.

...Two of you. Damn. I'm sorry kid.

Daemons! Like in stories? Oh, wow. I didn't know a place like that actually existed.

A sort-of friend lives at Abax, I think. Or used to. The writer almost sent someone there, once, but it...sort of fell apart.

It's okay. I mean, I know it happens. And so long as it's someone who's, well...their own me and not...you know, me me, I guess that's okay. She says your writer probably knows what we mean.

[nodnod] She does. I'm a little lost, but there's a lot of nodding going on and just-

[He nods] Yeah, like in stories. You get your own pocket monster? ...Is that like that pokemon thing that..

[He shakes his head] never mind. So you get to write for them and then you can travel to a lot of other places too kid.

[She can't help but laugh.] It's not a Pokemon, it's your soul. Except...it's an animal. But you can't really collect them. ...But, oh gosh, if I was from a place that had Pokemon, mine could be a venonat! Gosh, I wish...

I would love to travel. I think I would, anyway. I don't actually know what it's like.

[he grins] See I knew that kids dealed the cards. Like, fifty-sixty dollars a card. When I first started working I happened upon these two kids. Thought they were dealing...and then it turned out to be cards. Which one's a venonat?

[His mind goes to the barge in a heartbeat] It can be an adventure. I think we oughta trade. I've travelled enough. I'm ready to go home. You can go see dinosaurs and stuff.

[No. Mark. Bad. Do not even suggest visiting the Jurassic park port.]

Dealing...like drugs? [Bursts into giggles, again. Cannot get rid of the mental picture of GraveRobber handing out Pokemon.] Venonat's the one who looks like a fluffy, purple, baby moth. It's basically the cutest ever.

[Her eyes get huge.] You've seen DINOSAURS? Are there any prehistoric insects?? If I could get some of those for my collection, ohmygosh, do you know what hyperhypno GGz that would be?

[He laughs at that] I remember a turtle. A really big one. Not too familiar with moths except when they got into the station's locker.

[He sits, thinking back] There weren't to the best of my memory? We got chased by the big ones with the long necks. The-a friend of mine got chased down by raptors. They were closed supposedly from mosquitos trapped in Amber though?

I guess I only really know the bug types. The only big turtle I - sort of - know of has nothing to do with pocket monsters.

[And there's another mental image that forces her to suppress a snort, even though she knows what he means.] You're getting chased by dinosaurs, while I'm literally just sitting here doing nothing. I would change places with you in a heartbeat.

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