Audience: Harrowhark Nonagesimus

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[bonetiddies]

Oh, Envy.

[She knows enough about his fears by now to know how awful that must have been.]

I'm so sorry.

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I know it wasn't real or anything, it's just

I don't know

it's really hard to get it out of my head. I don't like how jealous I felt over seeing some of you guys leave together, I don't WANT to be like that

[bonetiddies]

It wouldn't have shown to you if it wasn't designed to strike you in your worst fears. That seems to have been the intent.

[Long . . . pause]

I think sometimes about this ending, and how for so many of the people here who have called me their friend, this will only be a brief, horrible experience that perhaps helped them achieve their desires, and they'll want to move past it, and forget. I feel such ugly, destructive things about that notion.

I don't want to be like that, either. I fear that

[. . .]

I promise that my ugliest thoughts are such that I could never judge you for yours.

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...it's hard, because if they want to move on and that's what's best for them, then you're supposed to want that for them. right? but

I don't want anyone to move on and just forget about me either, or to never see people I cared about again.

[there's a delay between messages.]

hey, um

even if everyone else does, I promise I'm not going to forget about it, okay? or about you.

[bonetiddies]

[Oh, Envy.]

I won't forget you, either.

But come. What have we discussed. Everyone leaving you behind is an illusion, not reality. No one wants you left forgotten here.

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I'm trying to tell myself that, I promise, it's just, you know

my brain usually operates on 'it's reality until proven otherwise'

[bonetiddies]

Yes. I understand. I just thought I ought to say it too.

Pride said you saved his life.

[And then he got beheaded anyway, but oh well.]