all tied to their things, they're netted by their strings
It's not that I'm especially attached to my individuality, just...well, I think I should be. Sometimes I'm afraid I think more about the people we're seeing off than the ones still here. Like I'm envious of them. I am grateful they give me something to focus on, after all.
A bit morbid, isn't it? But you know I've got less time than the rest of you. I...feel annoying even reminding you, really. We all know it. It doesn't matter, so much.
Would you share your time with me, if you could?
Somehow it feels like I already have.
You're so...
?Small
Yeah. Ha. Absolutely pint-sized. Makes me feel like I 'aven't been paying enough attention.
?Paying attention to what
To you! You do a tidy job, out there! Not exactly my style, but it's cute, it's cute.
.Cute, huh? Wish I had the guts to be angry about that, right about now
C'mon, don't be so nervous. We're friends here, aren't we?
...We're all friends, yes. I never thought that
Oh, come on! It'll be a beaut, I'm telling you. The two of us! Nothin' we can't handle together, right?
!R-right
Now get back here!
Here!
We!
Go!
It's like we were...trapped, before.
And is this meant to be freeing? There are so many ways it could go wrong, so many unforeseen complications that you, apparently, are not even considering.
Oh, shut it. You're always making problems when there aren't any - don't you think we have enough to deal with as it is?
Hmph. I am merely being pragmatic.
Spare me, four-eyes. We've got a job to do.
We are the only ones matched by our role...I wonder what that will mean.
It means we're twice as in charge of keeping everyone alive, you numpty. Ready?