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[extradite]

[ As it happens, the boy's voice could be a little quieter, a little more distant - possibly, if he'd ridden in with a horde of the undead. ]

How do you... resign?

[ Slight pause. ]

When I tried to, they weren't the right words. Right sounding. Right on paper. Right to think abou - ...right. Sorry. That's impolite to ask all of a sudden, without a proper greeting. My bad.

[ A hint louder, more rehearsed - ]

Good day. Pleased to meet you. How do you do.

[ And now back to the pathetic old track. ]

If it's all the same to you: how do you resign from something like this?

Comments

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[nukeoleptic]

Jeez, you are super paranoid.

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[extradite]

I'm not! It's... reasonable, isn't it? Expecting a bad temper from at least one or two people.

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[nukeoleptic]

Oh, well - you shouldn't expect them to be mean to you.