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[Remmy?]
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_ [It's okay. it's okay. You don't have to do this.]
[Not this time.]
[It'll be okay. I'm okay.]
Mini-Key's friendly little notification chime actually snapped him out of his panic for a moment. The real Lock and Key were, presumably, doing something else, but in that moment he could've sang their praises for coming up with the idea in the first place.
And he could tell it was Notha, well and truly Notha, speaking through the fog.
He had a choice now. He could turn around.














