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[severing]

[Dated to the morning of the 31st. He's... making the most out of the day? o/]

Hey Saya, happy birthday!

[Did that catch your attention? Too bad, since this is really just meant for Saya, but Train can't be bothered to filter this part.]

—It is your birthday, right? Anyway, since I'm pretty sure it is, let's go celebrate! I bet you know where all the good places to eat here are, so I'll leave you in charge of that. I can... go fetch milk? You probably wouldn't tell me what you want even if I asked, anyway.

[A pause]

Oh yeah! Since I don't know whether your observational skills are lacking or you've just been avoiding me, I'm giving you until noon to reply! If you don't say anything by then, I'm gonna assume you're hiding and find you. And in case you don't know...

[He smirks.]

I'm pretty good at finding people who don't want to be found. And don't think running will work either.

[Grin~]

So! You've got until noon!

[The feed appears to end—]

[Filtered to Saya; unhackable]

[—and now his expression becomes serious.]

... At least tell me what's going on. This isn't like the other times, is it? You're really real this time, right?

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Yeah.

[A huff.]

Really, I ask you to do one thing for me and you can't follow through, Train? Wasted my dying breaths on that message!

[She's... not as angry as she lets on, but she's still pretty miffed about it.]

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Haha, yeah, sorry about that, Saya!

[A grin~]

—Though not really. That's one piece of advice I don't plan on ever taking.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She frowns, genuinely confused at that one.]

Why's that? I mean, it works. You would've been able to get along so much better.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Because that's not how I live. I don't believe in forgetting, Saya—not the important things.

[Because really—]

To me, the past is something that'll always be there. So, all that's left to do is accept it and use it to become stronger.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... Yeah, she can't wrap her head around that just yet. Her past isn't there and she's accepted that. In her head, forgetting is sometimes the only way you can be stronger.]

Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

[And that's that.]

So, since you lost, it's up to you to find a place to eat. Go with your instincts and I'll tell you if it's any good or not.

[Because chances are that she's already eaten at most available restaraunts in Vatheon.]

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[A sigh]

Geez, you're really leaving this up to me? But fine—I guess I should honour the birthday girl's wishes.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Just a cheeky smile.]

That's what I thought! Lead the way~

Speaking of birthdays, I've got a bit of a dilemma ever since I started thinking about this day. Hear me out?

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[And so he starts walking, while chugging down the rest of his milk.]

Huh? What's up?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Are you ready for this? This is a question has been bothering her for days on end-]

You think I can get away with still calling myself nineteen? 'cause I mean technically I'm not gonna get any older one way or another.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

... That's actually been bugging you? I say go with whatever you want. You wanna be nineteen, then go ahead and call yourself nineteen. Your situation's weird enough for it to work.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Isn't it?

Eh, it's not that big of a deal, I think it's just the moral issue going on with it. It's not a lie, but it's certainly not the truth.

To be honest, I'm not sure what's going on with me being here. It's an extra ten months I never would've bet my money on.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[A whistle]

You've been here for ten months? That's a preeetty long time. Made any friends?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, her answer takes a bit longer on this one. Every fiber of her being is telling her to go with the default answer of 'Nope', but... it's Train for crying out loud.

If she can't be honest with him, who can she be honest with?]

Yeah, he reminded me of you for a while. Still does sometimes.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

... Man, way to make me feel original.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

What happened to that list of things you stole from me?

I think I can name a couple things that would show up on it, too.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[HANDWAVE]

You don't count!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Awww! Was I your inspiration for a new image or something?

Cute, Train. Real cute.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Hey! I just thought that your lifestyle suited me better than being Chronos's pet cat. Everything else just... went with it.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

That's just a wordier way of saying the same thing.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Is not.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Is too.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Is not and that's final.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Is too and that's final.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

I said 'that's final' first!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

And I said it last. That makes it a lot more final, don't you think?