[He thinks over how to say it, pursing his lips before he speaks.]
Back home, supposedly I'm...well, not living any more. As far as someone says. So, I am a sort of...paradox. I am here, living, but back home, I am not. Odd. So odd. Don't feel dead, but...who really knows what that feels like?
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[The other thing, he won't comment on. This is essentially a deadline, and he knows how quickly those can sneak up on him.]
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Back home, supposedly I'm...well, not living any more. As far as someone says. So, I am a sort of...paradox. I am here, living, but back home, I am not. Odd. So odd. Don't feel dead, but...who really knows what that feels like?
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I'm still alive, as far as I'm aware. I mean-- by all accounts.
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Don't think you are dead, however. But what do I know...?
[His voice drifts off, like it's some breeze that's just passed through.]
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[It's a very dry, awkward laugh. Naturally.]
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