You're guessing wrong. But it doesn't matter what I say. You're dead set on this all being in my head, and I get it. You don't want me to be right because of what it might say about you, if this is one possibility for your future.
It's not your future anymore. I'm sure of it.
Just...stick with Gaia. I'll check in again later.
This doesn't say anything at all about me. I already know how this ends. And it's everything I've ever--
[He cuts himself off. It doesn't matter. None of this did. In another decade, fifteen years, he'd be on the other side of the equation and then it would matter. But then it would be his problem. Right now it isn't.]
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Date: 2025-10-25 01:55 am (UTC)It's not your future anymore. I'm sure of it.
Just...stick with Gaia. I'll check in again later.
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Date: 2025-10-25 02:05 am (UTC)[He cuts himself off. It doesn't matter. None of this did. In another decade, fifteen years, he'd be on the other side of the equation and then it would matter. But then it would be his problem. Right now it isn't.]
...Fine.