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Bullshit is showing up here with everything on me but my comic books. All those Savage Starlight issues, gone. Just like that. Fuck you too, Initiative.

[A pause. Ellie's never really addressed a group of people. Technology is crazy. Okay, there was a point to this whole thing.]

... anyway, guess I just wanted to say thanks to the people that helped me out when I got here. I found who I was looking for, so. Didn't wanna leave anyone with a cliffhanger.

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... I'm learning a lot of crap too, so. It's no big deal.

Ohh?

. . . you sound young.

Where I'm from, things changed a lot twenty years ago. So, here I am, learning about things like cookies and typing and swimming for the first time...

So?

Ah . . . so in a way, we are in the same boat, yes?

No reason; curiosity?

Guess so. [Way to go, 2033. Your people are about on the same level as those from the dark ages.]

I'm fourteen.

Oh . . . you are almost an adult, then.

I've been an adult for a while.

[She fucking hopes taking lives would put her into the adult category, at least honorary.]

[Ah . . . Tempest can understand that tone. She took her first life at sixteen, after all. She doesn't bother asking more questions about it]

What is your name, dear?

Ellie.

Don't "dear" me now that you know how old I am.

[Pet names. Ugh.]

Well met, Ellie; I am Tempest.

And you said it yourself, yes? You are an adult. Age is merely a number as it is.

[she pauses, then] A child is considered an adult by their fifteenth year, where I am from. And experience speaks more to adulthood, as well. "Dear" is a bad habit I picked up from someone.

[That's a cool name. She talks a bit like that other lady she spoke to earlier, with the "well met" thing.]

Makes sense. Judging someone by just their age is pretty stupid.

It is, yes. And besides, I was not much older than you before I set off into the world on my own. I am the last one allowed to judge one by their age.

On your own?

[Ellie had briefly entertained the idea, when younger, but even then she'd always plan to go with a friend.]

[she debates for a long moment on how to really explain it, if she wants to explain it at all]

Mm . . . my village had been destroyed, and I was the only survivor.

Shit... I'm sorry.

[Loss happens everywhere, even in worlds without cordyceps.]

[there's a long moment of silence before she answers; since she never talks about it, hearing "I'm sorry" . . . it's just strange to her]

Ah . . . you needn't say that. It was a long time ago.

[Things can happen twenty years ago and still sting as if it happened yesterday.]

Yeah.

[it certainly can]

Mm . . .

Ah—I hadn't meant to turn the discussion in such a direction. My apologies.

It's alright. I asked.

Even so . . .

I know they may not be the same, but have you checked the library to see if they have these comics of yours?

Not yet, but I guess I should, seeing as it's been suggested a few times.

You never know, yes?

Perhaps we will see each other there.

You hang out in the library?

Sometimes. There is a lot to learn about this world, yes? And others like it. So I do a bit of . . . research? I think that is the word.

Research, yeah. That's the word.

That has to take up all your free time.

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