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{ArchiveDialogs.NewArchive.Day5_Q5_YuliaInStillwater.22858}
I asked if you knew each other. Because I've been staying at the Stillwater for a few days now and I haven't seen you before.
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Funny, I'm here almost every day and I haven't seen you before either. I shouldn't be surprised, really. This is the Stillwater. Sometimes I get the feeling an extra room appears here.
Hmmm, I wonder if there's anything neat in the cut dialogue! Ah, mostly alternate versions of what we got, some cut NPC chatter and patients... but ohh, what's going on here?
(From what I gather, this was related to a quest about burning houses with bodies in them.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.5} Now listen to me.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.32} Now I'll speak, and you'll listen.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.34} Burakh's eyes are icy, his lips are pressed together. Only his pale, trembling fingers betray his agitation.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.36} I've heard enough of you. Or are you finally going to say something interesting?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.39} Oh, look at him, he's even being sarcastic, considering his situation. Are you enjoying yourself?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.43} I admit, your speech about saving the dead amused me.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.45} He sighs heavily and doesn't even snap back.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.47} I thought I could talk to you like a reasonable person… a doctor from the capital, a luminary of science. I hate being wrong. Others have said you're a complete fool before. I was still hoping they simply didn't understand you. Well, come up with some more caustic remarks, Doctor.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.66} (So smart and so stubborn. How can I get through to you, Dankovsky? Do I really have to humiliate you to make you stop treating others like idiots? Do I really have to use your methods, sarcasm and ridicule?)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.69} I won't tolerate this kind of treatment. I'm giving you a chance to apologize.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.73} Or what? Challenge me to a duel?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.74} (I'm sorry. I'm ashamed to say such sharp, caustic words to you. But you've never apologized, so I can't either.)
Continued under cut!
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.75} I won't stoop to that.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.93} Of course, you don't have the guts.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.96} (You're not afraid to kill a man, but you're afraid to admit your own wrongness and weakness. It's easier to reason with you with a blow than with a conversation, but I respect you too much. Show me at least a little respect.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.98} So you want a duel? You'll have a duel.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.100} No need for stupid provocations.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.101} You're right, let's break up before you suggest killing and burning someone else.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.103} (And the worst thing is that your proposals will be heeded. I'm afraid of you—and for you. Be careful.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.102} You're walking a tightrope, Burakh. I'm not the only caustic fool here, remember that.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.76} What if so?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.85} He laughs, but there's no spark of humor in his eyes.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.87} Let's shoot each other and leave the city without doctors. A very rational proposal.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.88} It's not for you to accuse me of irrationality. You're going to die for the dead.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.89} That offer is very much in character for you.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.90} No, I'm not the one who's crazy. And I'm not the one who should apologize. But apparently, demanding your understanding is pointless; I did all I could. You can shoot someone else.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.95} (What are we doing, Emshen? I wanted to reach an understanding, and now we're practically enemies. Who's to blame? Did you really dislike me that much?)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.92} If you've exhausted all your arguments, then good-bye.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.77} I have more important matters to attend to. If you don't intend to apologize, I consider this conversation over.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.81} It's not up to you to decide whether we're finished or not.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.82} Me, Burakh, me. Good-bye.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.83} Okay, go on.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.84} You know what? No, I'm not going to. I really have nothing more to talk about with you. It's like talking to a brick wall.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.70} Do you hate making mistakes? And you make mistakes so often that sometimes it seems like it's your profession. No one but you thinks I'm a fool. And the feeling is mutual, Burakh.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.79} You've tired me out with your predictability. Are we going to continue throwing empty insults at each other like kindergarteners?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.136} (I'm tired. Please, exchange your arrogance for condescension. Is it really that hard to be more empathetic?)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.104} I don't know, I didn't start it.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.111} Oh, weren't you the one just lecturing me about the obvious, like I was being unreasonable? Weren't you the one who dismissed my opinion as a waste of space? How blind you are to your own boundless insolence, Emshen. I'm disappointed.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.114} (Your opinion is more important to me than anyone else's, but until you listen to me, it's impossible to talk to you. I'm very upset.){ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.113} And again, the feeling is mutual. Indeed, enough insults, we understand each other. All the best.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.105} What can you do besides insults?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.106} I can explain to you that you're following the wrong path and ruining the city. But you won't listen.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.115} I've already listened. Once again: I'm sacrificing a little for the sake of thousands of people. Because of me, a couple of uninhabited buildings will suffer; because of you, everything will be destroyed.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.117} Okay, go. To you, our entire city, everything created with labor and love, is a couple of houses to be burned. Our dead are trash to you, and the living aren't worth risking for. I warned you: such an attitude will come back to haunt you. Go with that thought, emshen.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.137} Bayarlaa, emshen. Bayartay.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.116} If my path is a dead end, then yours is even more so. Let each of us follow our own path, and we'll see who goes further.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.71} Yes, I'm a fool. And I know it better than anyone. But even if a fool is smarter than you, think about who you are in this situation.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.80} Unlike you, I was born and lived here. And believe me, I know better than you how things work here. If you don't want to listen to me, go ahead. Just don't make others laugh with your wild proposals. Burn houses, the dead, and even the living! I wonder how they'll react to such an idea.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.119} Yes, I'm interested. We'll see when I suggest it.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.120} Where someone was born doesn't matter. What matters is what's inside their skull.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.123} Where you were born is very important. The capital loves pompous and heartless people like you. Here, no. And the rules are different here, you don't understand them.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.135} (I know: you have a big and kind heart. Sometimes it's worth making decisions by listening to it, not cold reason.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.124} Maybe you could explain it to me then, so I understand?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.125} I can explain to you why graves and houses are important to the people here. You won't listen.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.129} I've already listened and I'm not convinced. Because of me, a couple of uninhabited houses will suffer; because of you, everything will be destroyed.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.130} But you won't listen to me say that survival is more important than customs now.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.132} Oh, customs are precisely what's most important to a person. The belief that death isn't the end. That the city and our memory will remain, even if no one survives. Every soul needs hope. But you, dear genius doctor, have a medical reference book instead of a soul. And I think I've already read you. Boring.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.134} Since we're both tired of this fruitless discussion, I suggest we each return to our own affairs.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.126} But I understand the sanitary regulations. I advise you to study them too. {ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.44} So, what's my situation?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.48} You really don't understand. Or are you cleverly pretending? Are you joking? No, I doubt it. You genuinely don't realize what a fool you've made of yourself in public. It's probably common in your capital to mock your colleagues, to trample on other people's values and traditions. Well, listen: we don't like that. If you continue to interfere with our monastery with your rules, people will prefer to die than ask you for help. To die in their graves, like human beings, and not to be burned in their own homes like useless junk.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.54} (You've hurt me, Emshen. I feel like a nobody next to you; the entire city is worthless to you. You want to save people's lives, but leave us without a purpose, without a legacy. What's the point of saving them like that?)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.37} Wait, I have something to tell you too.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.40} Don't embarrass yourself any further, Emshen. I'm trying to help you. For your own good, please be quiet for a minute.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.49} I sincerely thank you for your concern, but I'm capable of dealing with my own problems. I advise you to deal with yours.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.55} What impenetrable stubbornness lies behind your mockery. Where does such arrogance come from, a man who's always wrong?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.72} (You're right, as always, but your bitter truth isn't needed now. People will go mad without faith that the city will stand. That everyone—even the dead—will be saved from fire and oblivion.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.57} So, I'm the stubborn one. Enlighten me where I went wrong. Just no tirades about the importance of graves and houses, please.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.50} So, I'm curious, how do you intend to help me?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.56} Just a friendly warning. Lara's right: you, stubborn idiot… you think you can do anything, that your bright mind will eclipse all other opinions. But what if you still have a conscience? If that, too, hasn't been crushed by your vaunted common sense. So, Dankovsky, I repeat: don't disgrace yourself. Lara and I are understanding people, but others hear your words too. You spit on our foundations, on the living and the dead, burning what we spent decades building. You're not from around here, you don't care. And you won't be pitied if you mention your arsonist tendencies to someone else. Understand me?
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.38} Well, go ahead.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.51} I already said: you don't understand the essence of the matter. Don't worry, I won't try to convince you or explain it to you again, I'll just give you some friendly advice: abandon your crazy ideas. Back in your capital, you'll burn people and their houses, okay? But here, all you have to do is heal people. Let someone smart decide the fate of the city.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.68} (I admire your rationality; you see people as numbers. People aren't numbers or cattle, Dankovsky. They need hope that things aren't so bad… Please, don't deprive them of it.)
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.59} Are you talking about yourself, sensible? Throwing away your life, a doctor's life, for the sake of a pile of corpses in an old house—that's quite sensible. I applaud you, Burakh.
{ArchiveDialogs.Day6.Q2_BurakhAfterLara.60} And fate will be very sad if you care for the dead instead of the living. It makes no sense for me to save people while you're turning the city into a mass grave, but since that's the way it's been decided… Good luck.
Occurs to me that both the sequels' most charged burakhovsky moments happen in their second-to-last meeting, in The Shelter with one of them covered in blood.
I know Patho loves to mess with us and is a heap of metaphor, but... is this something?
(P3) Clara: You tell me who I am. I'm [Simon] and Isidor's making. I appeared in the ground when you dug a little pit there.
(P1) Aspity (who regards Clara as a sister): What does Simon have to do with it? A human who tried on the head of Bos will forever remain human… even if the head did fit. I'm already flesh of his flesh. Are you going to give me his blood too?
(P3) Aspity: [Artemy] should be in the Earth, but he escaped her embrace. I see it. Because of you, there is an emptiness in the shape of his body, emshen.
(P3) Aspity: Mother Boddho is Burakh's mother. The Steppe is Burakh's mother. The Steppe has a thousand eyes, a thousand wombs. From that thousand he was born.
Daniil: Haruspex? No. More like a homunculus.
(P2) Artemy: I like [Aspity]. She is… an abgai. A sister to me. I feel her care.
(P2) Aspity: I am Sahba Usp'tae. I sense the will of Earth. Your father made me. Named me. Trusted me.
Aspity: I did not expect you to claw your way out of an earthen womb. So, were you disgorged by Earth too? Much like me… We will understand each other better now, kholboön.
(P2) Aspity: I am... Sahba Usp'tae. Flesh of Earth's flesh. Mother Boddho gave you a piece of herself, so that you may have a mother. That was me. Unente, today I return to Earth. Sahba is ubshe... A shabnak tale to frighten children...
Made from earth as well Artemy (or remade, post jumping into a giant pit and dying)? Whole made from earth family???
no no its fine really like i dont even care that he says all of this and then also artemy chooses daniil every time in every timeline at every opportunity
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