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Did they? Did you actually believe them?

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...I do believe them. Would you want to be responsible for this lot? I certainly wouldn't.

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And all of their intentions for us have been absolutely benign.

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You think they're inflicting these things on us on purpose?

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Are they not gathering strength when they do?

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Fear and Rage might. Not the rest. Most of the worst things that have happened have come from our own worlds.

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My god how terrifying.

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....I wonder what would come from ours.

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I've a few thoughts on that. I'd rather they not be spoken aloud. [He's already here, so...]

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Our monsters are people, it's true. I can think of a few I'd rather never see again, but I doubt they'd cause as much chaos as wendigo or demons.

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Men, hara, it doesn't matter. The worst monsters are the kinds who can convince you they aren't.

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At least none have succeeded in that. [ He's pretty sure they managed to identify them all, anyway. ]

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As always, your optimism is unfailing.

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[ He shrugs. He's not willing to say it, but the only one that got by them was Orien, for working with Thiede... and Cal's certainly going to take care of that one. ]

Can you name anyplace we'd dare return?

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No. I daresay we have truly become outcast.

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....Greenling. I'd go back to Greenling.

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It did have its charms, I suppose.

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There must be other places like that, where people can live in peace.

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Perhaps. If there are I don't know them and I would never belong. I am not a creature of peace.

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Then where would you go next?

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I don't know that there's a place left for me.

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You belong where I am, then. That's all.

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And if they won't have me?

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Why wouldn't they?

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Because I'm a beast--maybe even the one they frighten their children with.