Geez. You're talking about getting it wrong, but I'm the one who thought you were getting really sick of me up until that last performance. Talk about a misread.
I guess part of the worrying also comes with walking on eggshells, a little. I'm watching my words a lot more than I ever did before, and I can't help but be concerned that something's going to go south by investigating the wrong place - or person.
We know they can't kill us in a way that sticks. They don't even want to, probably, 'cause they need actors. They want this story to get to the The End, or as close as they can. So...anything else long-term, or permanent, is probably out, right? They can't even hurt us in a way that sticks. Not physically, anyway. There's trauma, but we're getting traumatized even without doing anything.
That doesn't mean other bad things might not happen, don't get me wrong. You'd be better than me at figuring that out. But that might be less scary than thinking of consequences as a big, spooky could be anything. It can't be anything, right? Even the Showmaster isn't all-powerful or all-knowing.
I wish I could promise you won't. I wish I had anything better to tell you besides that...I'm here for you. No matter what happens. No matter what they put us through. I'll be here to love you, and to listen to you whenever you're scared, and to face whatever problems come our way with you, and to get it wrong, and to get it right, too, with you.
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I think my problems with it all can't ever be solved anyway, so it's better to focus on that instead.
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[ laughs a little, wry ]
Geez. You're talking about getting it wrong, but I'm the one who thought you were getting really sick of me up until that last performance. Talk about a misread.
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It feels like I've gotten more cowardly.
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What's so cowardly about worrying, though?
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I guess part of the worrying also comes with walking on eggshells, a little. I'm watching my words a lot more than I ever did before, and I can't help but be concerned that something's going to go south by investigating the wrong place - or person.
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It might help to use your logic with this one.
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That doesn't mean other bad things might not happen, don't get me wrong. You'd be better than me at figuring that out. But that might be less scary than thinking of consequences as a big, spooky could be anything. It can't be anything, right? Even the Showmaster isn't all-powerful or all-knowing.
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Is it supposed to be comforting, knowing that even if I die, even if I'm maimed, at least I'll still come back, again and again?
There are many, many ways to die, Aster. They've already shown their creativity there, too.
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But... I think if I just got used to it, that would be a point of no return for me anyway.
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...yeah. Yeah, I know what you're saying.
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[But he's not sure he can avoid it forever, either.]
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I wish I could promise you won't. I wish I had anything better to tell you besides that...I'm here for you. No matter what happens. No matter what they put us through. I'll be here to love you, and to listen to you whenever you're scared, and to face whatever problems come our way with you, and to get it wrong, and to get it right, too, with you.
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...Yeah. That's the most either of us can do, isn't it...?
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