“Attention, employees...” Shuffling paper noises. “Hhhh, please be... vigilant, always. Thank you.”
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I don’t know.
“Ah… well, we usually have lunch together when our schedules per…permit it.” Boggle stood, unsure with what to do with the napkin. The Five Second Rule certainly prohibited reuse of the item. Boggle wondered briefly if it was his place to mention the medical bay in Damien to get the burn examined, just to be safe. There was no doubt that an active burn could impede productivity.
“We were on our way to the cafeteria but uh, the arrival of the monorail has been delayed for some reason. A detour was in order, yes.” Bumble adjusted his tie absently. “Do you happen to know the source of its… its absence?”
“Why would I know something like that? I work in the lower levels of area 4. I barely know what goes on in the other areas unless somebody tells me.” She blinks a few more times. “...hhhh, there are many reasons it could have happened. It has derailed quite a few times lately. I don’t know why. It’s always terrible. You should be grateful you weren’t on it, though... if you don’t work here, perhaps it wasn’t allowed.”
I could leave. I could go anywhere. Why don’t I? Why not.
I’m embedded. I’m in a shell of hard black chitin hot and glassy and jagged. Why don’t I leave?
Someone should come with me.
“Oh! Apologies, it appears that I have been m-mistaken. It…it seems you were correct to begin with. There are two of us here.” Bumble fidgeted, eyeing the two apprehensively. Perhaps it only counted as three when the cow wasn’t between two slices of bread. He took note of this.
Boggle nodded as he attempted to decipher the location of the napkin on the floor. “It is the lunch hour for employees of Pentel so I just… I brought a sandwich and uh- ah, there it is- some napkins.” He crouched down to pick it up. “For some reason it gets terribly sooty here in Zone 3 and uh… it seems you have a bit on your face.”
“I...” She tucks her arms tight to her body. “...no, that’s supposed to be that way. It’s a burn. Permanent. Not the dangerous kind. Hhh, don’t worry about it.”
So there was two of them, and she was fine. “This isn’t Pentel. What are you doing here?”

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“Uh… yes. Definitely. I mean, um.” Bumble frowned for a moment before looking back towards Boggle to make sure. A look of horror spread over his face upon seeing the crumpled plastic bag in Boggle’s hand.
“Well… I may have been mistaken. Sometimes there is also a cow or, er, in this case- a sandwich,” he admitted.
Boggle gave him an odd look before squinting over at the other elsen. He gave a small gasp in surprise at the freckles on their face.
“Here… here you go,” he said, offering a napkin from the bag.
She blinks rapidly at them both. "What are you taking about? What are you saying, hhhh, what. I don't understand. What cow? What sandwich? I'm trying to make sure I'm not seeing things!" Her voice wavers, reaching a hysterical pitch as she bats the napkin away. "Don't play with me!"
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“Is there two of you? Really? Please tell me there’s two.”
What do they want? What do they want? What do they want? What do they want? What
The others stop by to speak with me. I don’t know what they intend. I’m not one of them. I just want to do my job.

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It’s been terribly dreary.
“Th... there was a bad accident today. Please stay in your dormitories until we give the all-clear.”
Hnnngh, hello, I’m a worker Elsen. Though I’m usually in…in Shachihata stamping forms, sometimes I use the…the internet to talk to other people. So, uh, what would you like to talk about?
Do you ever doubt that the world will be the same when you wake up? That some small thing will have changed that you won’t notice until it’s too late?
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“I-I was in a different Zone before this one.” A worse Zone his tone hints, but he continues. “I-I understand…Neither do I…” He whispers, as he knows the walls have ears once the Elsen start filing into the cafeteria for breakfast. “But…H-Happy here or n-not, we h-have to go to work…”
"I know, I know... Hhh, which zone?" It's hard to imagine the other three could possibly be worse. She knew Dedan was often loud and angry but fair, and Japhet... hardly seemed to be around at all. There was nothing in zone 0. What could be be speaking of?
At this, Denis seem to shrink and cower, as if there were a horror movie playing behind his eyes. “…Oh yes….M-Mister Enoch can be q-quite scary…” He rubs a finger over the lip of his cup, staring into the liquid. “Y-yes, Keeping y-your job is important. I-it’s why I haven’t left.”
"I don't even know how I ended up here. Hhh, I feel like I've always been here. Maybe that's... maybe it's from something else." Better to not bring up the pastel thing. "But I can't remember having any job before this one. I don't want it anymore." She draws in a shaky breath. "Hhh, I want to leave..."