Yeah. [He can't really deny that it's happening.] Do you know why on Sunday... it seems to reflect whatever's happening in the portal? It doesn't last, but it's still... [horrible.]
It's so concentrated. None of what happens in those would be possible outside of that space they're in. It's almost like an unlimited use of color, beyond what any of the four of us can even do.
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[He manages a weak smile.]
Sometimes... I don't really know what I should be talking about. Or what will help. It's all... it's scary.
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[or it's just something a lil creepy? who knows.]
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[And then he realizes what he said and where he's saying it.]
Um. Prism, if you're listening, that's not not a suggestion to do more stuff on Saturday.
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It's so concentrated. None of what happens in those would be possible outside of that space they're in. It's almost like an unlimited use of color, beyond what any of the four of us can even do.
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[he looks worried, honestly.]
I...hope it's not making things worse, because I don't know how to stop that from happening.
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[a deep, deep firbolg sigh.]
I feel the same way, and I'm not used to feeling out of control here.
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It's scary... but at least we aren't alone, right?
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Yeah, at least that.
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I'm glad I could meet you, too, Kumon.