wanderer: you don’t know anything about me.
nahida: i know EVERYTHING about you. you are an open book written for very dumb children.
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wanderer: you don’t know anything about me.
nahida: i know EVERYTHING about you. you are an open book written for very dumb children.
scaramouche: uh, i think i got your lunch. *holds up a note that reads: “i am very proud of you. love, nahida”*
aether: oh yeah. i didn’t think this was for me. *holds up a note that reads: “be good. for the love of God, please be good”*
faruzan: think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?
wanderer: if you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.
cyno: look, i know you think my judgement's clouded because i like nilou a little bit.
tighnari, holding cyno's notepad: you doodled your wedding invitation.
cyno: no, that's our joint tombstone.
tighnari: my mistake.
nahida: we need to distract these guys.
wanderer: leave it to me.
wanderer: centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. discuss.
cyno, alhaitham, and tighnari: *immediately begin arguing*
nilou, watching in horror: oh this. i don’t like this. i don't like this at all.
tighnari, teaching: now, what’s the opposite of dominant genes?
cyno: submissive genes.
nahida, looking at scaramouche: okay, so i need to become a therapist faster,
collei: do you want this handful of moss?
wanderer: why would i want a handful of fucking moss?
collei: damn, you could’ve just said no