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Tying up my Regrets into Lovely Bows [ Week 5, Tuesday Morning, 2 AM ]
[Being back is... well it was a strange feeling. The first thing she did was examine herself in the lab for any abnormalities-- but it seemed that she'd rid herself of them. But she was no safer than anyone else now for certain.
That left... what to do next. She had a lot of things she wanted to do. And promises to keep.
But first she had to clear one thing up. She wouldn't be able to properly do anything until she'd tried at least. So, similar to that first day he arrived, Connor will receive a message.]
Hey. I don't know if you'll even read this, coming from me. But-- you didn't hurt them, and I know you could have. So I thought maybe there was a chance. I've gotten this far trying so I'm not going to give up.
If you're willing, come to the Robotics Laboratory. It's open.
Or you could just listen to me ramble incessantly for hours without getting anywhere. I've been told I'm good at that.
That left... what to do next. She had a lot of things she wanted to do. And promises to keep.
But first she had to clear one thing up. She wouldn't be able to properly do anything until she'd tried at least. So, similar to that first day he arrived, Connor will receive a message.]
Hey. I don't know if you'll even read this, coming from me. But-- you didn't hurt them, and I know you could have. So I thought maybe there was a chance. I've gotten this far trying so I'm not going to give up.
If you're willing, come to the Robotics Laboratory. It's open.
Or you could just listen to me ramble incessantly for hours without getting anywhere. I've been told I'm good at that.
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