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Sometime in Timey Whimy Land

[thanatoast]

[At one point Aigis would get one (1) message that came from 'Ryoji'. Guess who it is and the first two don't count.]

Aigis-saaaaaan! I was told by Minako-san that you were around so I wanted to say hello!

time is FAKE

[athenashand]

[This is a voice that grates somewhat. Though she came to better understand Ryoji's feelings and resolved to leave behind her dislike of him, her feelings have been...complicated. Made conflicted and heavy with the reality of Minako's death.

She's found the answer to life's greatest question.

She isn't sure if this is a conversation she's ready to have. But it's an inevitable one.]

...Ryoji-san. [Her voice is halting. A little tentative.] ...I didn't think we would see you again.

[thanatoast]

[Time is after all an illusion in this world. He of course, had no idea what 'time' she came from and to his credit he seems a little more calm after his initial outburst.

Maybe he can try to crack a joke? (Hopefully Aigis won't kill him. Well figuratively. Because of the bad joke. And not anything else. Ha ha ha--).]

It's hard to put me down. [An attempt was made. He briefly looks around and then presses a few of his fingers together.] Truth be told, I didn't think I'd be here either...or find out I'd been here before as well.

[athenashand]

[She realizes, with his response, how ridiculous her statement was. She didn't think she'd see Minako again either. She didn't think there was a boy out there with Minako's story, but that's a fact too. This isn't that shocking. She just...didn't really want to acknowledge the possibility.

Her face turns down slightly, away from Ryoji's expression on the screen. It's hard to put me down, he says. Yeah, she knows that better than most people.] Do you remember the final battle, then?

[It sounds like he might, but his statements are ambiguous enough that she can't be certain.]

[thanatoast]

[Well she's not shooting at the screen. Perhaps it's just that part of him that feels a little relieved. At her question, his expression softens. Sometimes they were pale imitations of the real thing, like when he felt anger or annoyance. This time he knew a little more about everything. Technically, it should be possible for him to even be here at all in this form.]

I wouldn't call it a final battle. Not anymore.

[It could be seen as another 'joke' but it's not. To call it a final battle would mean just that.]

It's the same for you, isn't it?