[They fills his ears now, sizzling and popping. Welcome back. Saving souls. This guy loves pretty ideas.
[Whelk sticks his tongue between his back molars, pressing down. His eyes briefly introduce themselves to the floor, and then he looks back up at Maruki and shrugs.]
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Eyes. [Whelk doesn't sleep, by the way; eyelids probably don't work - he doesn't know. Point is - squinting, squinting, squinting, always--]
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Souls.
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Damned.
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Saved.
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[They fills his ears now, sizzling and popping. Welcome back. Saving souls. This guy loves pretty ideas.
[Whelk sticks his tongue between his back molars, pressing down. His eyes briefly introduce themselves to the floor, and then he looks back up at Maruki and shrugs.]
I don't know. Money. Again.
I guess I lose.
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Oh, that's no fun. There's nothing else worth saving besides money?
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