On heading back to ink_city

[didntcomebacksane]

W-WHAT?!

Mundane, n-no! Why would you-

I don't WANT to go back to that place! PLEASE! It's...not safe. Reapers...and Geth...how could you?

No...no no no no no . Not a good place. I'm not suited for it.  I'm FINE! Fine in this headspace!

Where it's...it's quiet. Yes. No geth. No reapers.



 ...The reapers are gone...? H-How can I be su--

[Don't you miss her?]



W-Well yes...I miss her...

b-b-but... Oh no. You're taking that as a 'yes'...

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[didntcomebacksane]

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[YELPING. BRB as he hides in a corner.]

[toppomeranian]

[Haha, you're weird. He's just going to trot over like nothing's wrong, wagging his poofy tail.]

I'm Missile, I'm a pomeranian. Nice to meetcha.

[Does this mean he wins the yelling game? What was that about you having game problems? Should he bark?]

[didntcomebacksane]

M-Missile?!

[WHAT KIND OF A NAME IS THAT.]

H-hello. Y-You're not going to hurt me are you? Bite me? Tear me apart?!

[toppomeranian]

Not unless you hurt Miss Lynne or Miss Kamila first. ...You're not going to do that, are you?

[didntcomebacksane]

Ah! Ah...no. I don't even--


Know who they are...

[toppomeranian]

Good, then I don't have to bite you. I'd rather bark instead of bite, anyway. I'm much better at it.