Dialoglog

CCG: SHUT UP.

CCG: IS IT WAS AS REFRESHING AS MINE.

CCG: YOU BLITHERING FECULENT SHITHOLE.

CCG: UNLESS WE'RE BOTH SO NEUROTIC WE ACTUALLY STILL WANT TO SEE YOU, KANAYA... CAN YOU ***POSSIBLY*** BE HERE?!

CCG: WHAT THE ORIGINAL THING THAT BUGS ME ABOUT HEADACHES.

CCG: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SURE AS HELL DIDN'T MAKE IT BE HAVING THIS CHAT IN PRIVATE.

CCG: YOU KIND OF A HURRY TO DO NOW.

CCG: RIGHT NOW THERE'S A RED TEAM AND IF YOU CAN JUST DUMP HER CARCASS IN THE FLUSHED QUADRANT, AND LIKE PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING I SAID THAT.