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[jumpthegun]

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[devoutish]

And what are we? Do you think I don't want to go home?

[jumpthegun]

I think you'll stop at nothing to get out. You'll destroy this town and everyone in it. You don't care about the people here, about the Prophet and what they meant to this place. What they still mean.

[devoutish]

Tell me what they mean.

[This could be a useful clue, later.]

[jumpthegun]

[Or this could be the wild ramblings of a religious zealot who really has no idea what's going on and is trying to fill in the blanks.]

You'd know if you weren't trying to destroy everything.

[devoutish]

Answer the question.

[jumpthegun]

Long live the Prophet.

[Also fuck you. You're not his boss!]

[devoutish]

Watson, I can guarantee you - the more you tell me now, the less you'll hate yourself later.

[jumpthegun]

I'm gonna already hate myself in the morning, Alfie. Whether because I didn't kill any of you... or because I let the rest of them do it. Don't call me again.

[You're getting hung up on, mate.]