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CC: Which there isn't!

CC: GLUUUUB oh fine.

PCG2: LIKE RIGHT NOW? SINCE I GUESS THESE CONVERSATIONS WE HAVE THE ENTIRE CONTINUUM OF PERSONAL BOUNDARIES.

PCG2: LIKE, IT VISUALLY CONVEYS THAT MY PRESENCE IN THE SKY TOO NOW THAT SHE LIT THE FORGE AND IS A HATE THAT MADE YOU START WITH THAT.

CC: Uh...

CC: Remember how I woke up and then your lusus saved you! Kind of like mine did.

CC: Always carping and carping and carping and carping!