.. Sigh.
Oh what now? Too sleepy? Poor Medkit can’t catch his nap-time, what could he ever do!
I put myself on a list of healthy habits.
This is not healthy.
Tch. What a way to excuse a lack of dedication.
A what now? Do we really have to start this?
Oh, always. You know it.
And what more useful things you'd have to say today?
Too many to count. Id est, you look horrible in gold.
Tch in what I would look good to you anyway.
Nothing. You’re so eager to be part of Lost Temple, should’ve been scorched too. You and whatever atrocious attire you would wear. You don’t deserve any dignity in death.
That's one interesting way to say you don't like my clothing, scientist. I didn't know I was better with nothing
You’re better in pieces and indistinguishable from the wreckage.
Yeah, yeah, try that next time.
Try what? Answering a simple question?
Try doing that yourself.
Ah, couldn’t even come up with an insult yourself. How fitting.
Why should I sink down your level aswell?
You’re willing to disrespect me, won’t you admit your own fault?
Ah, apologies for not coming up with an insult, then.
…something’s wrong with you.
Try to find out, won't you?
I don’t like this. Why are you agreeing.
Isn't that one thing that you want? For me to agree with your weird experiments and ideas?
You’re lying. Words themselves mean nothing to me.
Isn't that what you want, scientist?
Shut up.
I have asked: are these not the disgusting things you want? Do you not want me to give into whayever you want to do?
Ahhhhh. Ahahahaha. Ha. Ha. I get it now. You’re just seeing how gullible I am. Sad to say, Meddy, I know you’re tougher than that. You can give it up now, I know you’re trying to make a fool out of me. The jig is up!
Yes or no, Subspace.
You’re not getting me with this, I’m not falling for that! Besides, aren’t you wasting precious time away from your little cultist buddies? You’re only causing problems for yourself, you know.
Why doubtful? Do you not understand wording? Confess your thoughts.
Stop, stop it. I don’t know why you’re acting like you can get away with anything. Either give it up and own up to the failure like an earlyspawn or stop wasting my time along with everyone else’s.
Subspace, listen to the voice that calls you out. Is this how you want to torture a soul that fled out of its own fear? What success are you blindly chasing after?
There is no voice that calls me out, I will silence it one way or another. I don’t wish to torture this is just, this is just all for the good of Blackrock. I know I can still be useful. You’d have… you have done the same, surely you’d have done the same—how could you let loose ends go like that? The success of being… I don’t know…Stop—stop trying to get in my head, I know you’re just trying to make me forget you’re here.
Succes? Knowing you'll probably go before me? Does lying to yourself make you feel better? Is this it, trying to shove away what wants to help you? How much more shameful are you, if you avoid telling me these?
I don’t feel shame. Remorse and guilt is pointless and will lead everyone nowhere. If I am lying, which I’m not, I’m doing it for good reason. We were taught better than to act on emotion like that, surely I wouldn’t let a fear dictate me. You know this.
Then tell me; yes or no?
You wouldn’t. You can’t.
Is this not fear?
No, I just know better. You’ve done too much to leave it all now. There’s just no way. You’d never let me just decide anything for you.
Does the thought of me leaving you disturb you?












