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Two questions, and neither of them have anything to do with each other.

[Oh that's fine, hello to you too, Draco. It's nice to see you sitting in front of what looks like a giant map of...the universe, perhaps. At least it's Draco's thoughts on the universe with various planets, constellations, and the like scattered across it. It should also be noted that Draco's face has a few colored lines on it from the markers, paints and ink he's using. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and he's still severely in need of a haircut seeing how his bangs are flopping right in his eyes. He was originally planning to go outside to test his newly leveled-up flight abilities, but with how cold it's been out and how recently he's finally shaken his flu? No. Way. In Hell.

But that's not the important part here. He's not looking at the bracelet as he addresses the city again, but rather he's continuing to etch lines and draw another red circle.]

So. Who do you think you are? And where can I find a decent telescope?

Answer to the best of your ability.

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But that doesn't make sense! What if you accomplish the wrong thing?

Then I fix it.

I prefer going into something knowing I don't know what I'm doing rather than think I know what I'm doing only for that to end up being wrong. When I'm not stuck in one line of thought there's a bigger chance I'll succeed.

[....now how well would that have helped him in that line of thought? that would have made trying to assassinate people easier. Not that he wanted to make assassinations easier, but it's a respectable stance.]

But what if you can't fix it?

[ Yeah, no, don't assassinate people. ]

Well, that's it then, isn't it? Good thing that most of the time I can fix it.

Most of the time isn't always good enough though. [Eleven. He's going to argue that point to the end of time.]

[ Well, he'll be the last to insist it is. ]

No. It's not.

Then...aren't you missing the point?

Am I? It's impossible to always fix things. Everything breaks eventually.

Then I suppose my next goal is to find a planet where things don't break.

Even if you do, the planet will eventually die. Any particular reason you want to find it?

Why wouldn't I want to find the perfect planet? If there's a planet that doesn't break I don't have to worry about anything.

I wonder if it could ever be that easy.

It'd take a lot of fine calculations, I suspect. Making sure that things don't stray and ensuring that all ends are good ends. So, no.

That wasn't what I meant. That much is a given. Worrying about nothing, I doubt it's ever so easy.

How complicated could that be?

Not worrying about things is the most difficult there is. There's always something.

Now you're just talking in riddles. Not worrying about things has to be the easiest task since there's nothing to actually do.

Well that would be boring.

I'd rather be happy and bored than constantly worrying about everyone else's mistakes.

Everybody else's?

[..whoops.]

Never you mind.

Never I mind? Draco, dear, I don't ever stop minding.

And I don't ever have out answers so freely.

We're at an impasse, then.

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