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“Look. Whatever it is…” Micro bites his lip. “I’m sure this, you, uh, stabbing yourself with a sword isn’t the answer, yeah? Are you alone out here? Did anyone else come with you?” He glances around. “No? Then hey, how about this? We can go find them together. I’ll personally escort you—”
Maybe it's pity. Maybe Micro sees a bit of himself in this man, trying to follow through with the one thing that has lingered in a distant, dark corner of his mind.
Whatever else he's about to ramble dies on his chapped, dehydrated lips. From behind the mess of his bangs, the man finally looks down and meets his gaze.
The first thing Micro notices — Wow. His perfect eyes match the perfect shade of his perfect hair.
“Yeah?” Micro tilts his head. “I promise I’m a great trip buddy—”
"Saparata…?"
Or, after the war, instead of turning himself in, Thomas decides to take an alternative approach.
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03 Apr 2026