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Ha! You think it’s just about my family’s safety? You’re naïve. I murdered my sister. Do you think my family is going to take kindly to the murder of our youngest sibling?

It’s not just Dío – I’m saving my own skin.

Granted, that isn’t the priority. The Smiling God already came to me once – what was the likelihood of that? One in a million? Who’s to say it won’t happen again? Who will they order me to kill next? Divina? Her son? Ricardo, even?

"Do I?" Cecil asked, before glancing down  at his skin. "I mean, I am grey, so.. I would suppose I always look pale, Diego," the man retorted before narrowing his eyes. It was so strange because for once, maybe Diego was being genuine.

"You can make me not look pale? That.. sounds fine. I'm not sure how you'd go about it, though." Cecil's eyes couldn't help but trail down Diego's body before smiling softly.

Cecil looked down at his hands, almost extremely concerned because he really didn't know. Desert Bluffs helped people, right? Cecil chewed on his lip and took in a breath 

"Don't call me that," the radio host snapped before scratching at his arm nervously.

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