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[The grin never seemed to fade. Despite the fact he needed to focus on current events, his mind began wandering- wondering what it would take for the smile to be wiped away.]

I wouldn’t mind speaking to Neo about anything currently.

Between someone who seems to have no grudge against me and the demon that claims I’m going to be eliminated? Why do you even have to question the choice?

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                    ✖ - { They swung around to face him with a broad movement, arms held open as if in some sort of strange welcome. They moved closer to Rook, the smile remaining, not faltering, not moving. }

                    You’re kidding me. Neo’s so dull, so safe, so nice –nobody wants that. You’re telling me you don’t want at least the slightest glimmer of excitement in your drab little life? Because if the answer’s yes – here it is! 

                    ✖ - { They gave a high-pitched squeal of a laugh, before allowing the grin to disappear; their expression fell stony, solemn. }

                    Anyway, enough of that. Time to get down to business.