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[broods]

No.

[He's going to be monosyllabic for as long as possible.]

[acemedium]

[She'll probably just give up. She's not sure if she believes that, but:]

okay... that's good.

[broods]

Yes.

[A short pause.]

Are you taking care of yourself?

[acemedium]

[That question catches her off guard, and so:] Ummm yyeah... [An awkwardly typed response]

um... I just... hoped you were getting down on yourself about what happened... a lot of people are...

[broods]

[He saw this coming from miles away, and yet he cannot bring himself to simply end the conversation.]

Guilt is natural. [Which doesn't answer what he knows she wants him to answer.]

weren't* wow

[acemedium]

I know... but it wasn't any of us, really. it was COMPASS.

[Even if he doesn't, she can guess]

[broods]

I understand that.

[Which is why he doesn't really want to speak to Maya. He intends to limit their interaction from now on.

If he is close to no one, COMPASS' games will not take such a toll.]

You would feel guilty, if you were put in their place, would you not?

[acemedium]

Y-Yeah..... [She's a hypocrite. In their position, she'd totally be beating herself up.]

But... I just... I'm not upset. And I... I understand why people would be angry at me. [For having survived.] I just don't want you to feel bad. [Which is lame, but that's all she can think of to say] I wish I could help...

[broods]

You cannot always help.

You would be safer if you learnt that.

[acemedium]

[That's unexpected; it gets a pause out of her]

I know that... but I... ...I still have to try.

I don't think you can really be safe in a place like this, anyway.