EB: oh...
EB: ok, yes!
TT: Hold while I continue.
EB: but why?
EB: why did i come back?
TT: Perhaps to continue my exploration of the ruins?
EB: but why?
TT: I don't know.
TT: I've been looking around for as long as I've been here, but never found what I was looking for.
TT: The girl I loved so much, and then she died, and then I lost her battle with the witch.
TT: I wondered if I would ever find her again if I lost my battle with the witch, and I was sure I wouldn't.
But then I died again, and then I woke up again.
TT: I figured I'd see if I could talk to her again.
TT: I didn't remember her, but I seemed to talk to a lot of people who were likeable about a lot of stuff.
TT: I felt like I was transported back in time, but this time I didn't have to worry about being responsible for shaping events like I was now.
TT: I also didn't have to worry about being responsible for tuning my memories.
TT: When I was really young, I was sure my dutiful caretaker would keep us out of trouble.
TT: I would then toddle home, sit on the lap of my dad, and wait for the bell to ring.
TT: When he finally came, he would give me the present I had been waiting for.
TT: A present so magnificent, it would rival even the gods themselves in brilliance.
TT: But alas, it was stolen by a thief who wanted to give it to me.
TT: I was so thrilled to receive it, but I did not open it for myself. I was afraid it would arrive wrapped in a new and much sweeter manner of transport.
TT: One that would not reach my velocitical height, nor would pique my interest.
TT: But fear not! We will ensure that this shangri la's delivery will take place, and then we will travel together through time to receive it.
TT: When we reach our destination, we will meet again in this session.
TT: Goodbye, John.
EB: hey!