[It's fine, he and Dick take the same approach. There's a moment of fumbling as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out two crumpled up sticky notes for them to read. His writing is rushed, like he was working as someone was talking, but they will read:
"I am so sorry", I told her. "I let
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Using my friend's ....front (?) of me smiled.
"It's okay, it says. Come lay with me."
The second note says:
I spoke to H(?) again. He seemed to be in a bad mood. But that's hardly surprising nowadays... It's easy to forget how he used to be when this all started.
"This is pointless," he said to me. "They're hunting us down, like we're...There were 33 of us four weeks ago. Now there's only 12! And my brother, he was--"
I asked him to calm down. Pleaded with him to hold onto his hope. We would speak to C (?) later, so he could share with us what ... had whispered to him.
But as our conversation carried on, I could not let go of my guilt. I could not tell him what I had done, and who I had protected.
They'll have to flip the second note to see everything but. Let's start here.]
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"I am so sorry", I told her. "I let
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Using my friend's ....front (?) of me smiled.
"It's okay, it says. Come lay with me."
The second note says:
I spoke to H(?) again. He seemed to be in a bad mood. But that's hardly surprising nowadays... It's easy to forget how he used to be when this all started.
"This is pointless," he said to me. "They're hunting us down, like we're...There were 33 of us four weeks ago. Now there's only 12! And my brother, he was--"
I asked him to calm down. Pleaded with him to hold onto his hope. We would speak to C (?) later, so he could share with us what ... had whispered to him.
But as our conversation carried on, I could not let go of my guilt. I could not tell him what I had done, and who I had protected.
They'll have to flip the second note to see everything but. Let's start here.]