mortem

Should be, I hope. It'll go away, I'm sure. It's just a feeling. That's what I get for forgetting, too. Or what I'll get. I'd get the nurse if I don't return in about an hour.

Nothing, just a feeling. More of a prediction than anything else.

It was an open thought.

Oh... shoot! I--er, forgot. Overslept, actually. It's one of those human things. You didn't wait too long, did you?

As do I. The atmosphere feels different.

Thick, denser. Yeah. It's somewhat unexplainable.

Ah... huh. I'll hope that was from training rather than a cat fight.

Where the hell do I even begin?

Not too shabby a decision. I'll meet you at the same place tomorrow, about three hours from the present time. Deal?

That's completely different from what I'm talking about.

I don't need friends. Consider yourself lucky, I've been ruder than this since last year. If you must insist, however, I may manage to provide a sample of rude. Right. I'm your trainer, not a teacher. Don't start on it, alright?

You did take your chances, I'll give you extra points for that.

Nothing but time? Go out with me. You might have all the time in the world to think about this, but I can't wait over eighty years for an answer. I might just be dead by then.

I mostly think you're embarrassed.

Only time will tell.

That's my point. I don't want a maniac for a partner.