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Like I don't know where this came from all of a sudden.

You must think I'm an idiot.

From a mundane-- What do you expect?

[ Ah. There's a familiar face. Yet, somehow... ]

Not much better from mine, frankly. We've known each other too long.

Humans seem to have an obsession with this sort of nostalgia...

Yeah. We do. It only gets us so far, though. I imagine Rufus told you all about that?

[Kadaj shrugs.]

That man likes to hear himself talk.

Yeah. I know a guy like that. Couple of them.

[ Near. Joshua. Axel. More than he cares to name, actually. ]

You have to know how to shut them up.

I'd rather dispose of him entirely. ...I'll never forgive him, either way.

[Definitely not his favorite topic of conversation.]

Someone hurt you pretty bad, huh, kid?

[Another shrug.]

I'm a remnant. He interfered with my purpose. That's all.

A remnant? [ He tuts derisively. ] No, Kadaj. Not even that, anymore.

[He chuckles quietly and tilts his head.]

Ah... Is there something even lower than that then?

Memories.

[He grits his teeth.]

Don't talk about things you don't understand.

Don't patronize me. You don't know me like I know you.

Like you know me?

You don't know mother. Without knowing her, you know nothing about me.

Do you hear Her now?

I...only hear mother when she chooses to speak to me.

[He cringes away a bit at the thought, frustrated a bit with himself.]

Poor thing.

Shut up. [He hisses and turns away.]

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Yeah. Too bad you don't know when to shut up.

[He huffs and crosses his arms.]

I'm mother's prophet. I have to know how to speak... how to hold others in rapt attention.

Blah, blah.

You're hardly the material we're looking for.

[He shrugs.]