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[At least Phoenix tried to put on a brave face before Aunamee, only showing fear just before that gun was fired. And then obviously once it disintegrated one of the plates of his skull, all bets were off the table. But he tried.

And Maya is trying. She at least is making Phoenix feel better about not saving that one priest.]

Yeah, you're right! He can't take me down forever. He's kind of a coward when you get down to it.

[A coward who would shoot someone instead of listening to them just to appease their god.]

I don't know if he ever learned good coping skills.

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[Well, that at least gets a laugh out of Maya. She can't believe it]

No, no, I don't really get the impression he did.

[are they really ones to talk?]

But you can.

I know you can get stronger— well, actually, just so you know, I don't mean you should go fighting him. I mean, you're not exactly a heavyweight champion.

But when it comes to spirit—

[Despite the backhanded compliment, Maya gives Phoenix's shoulder a squeeze.]

You've got him beat tenfold!

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[Hey, excuse you, Phoenix had been going to the gym! He takes offense at that-- Except not really. Having a toned physique is one thing, but fighting is another. He opens his mouth to protest but lets it go, because Maya is correct.]

I don't think it would help if I went and beat him up anyway. He'd probably get mad and hunt me down or something.

[He sighs, though, even at that compliment.] It would be nice if I could take him to court and beat him there. But... [He gestures with his hand.] I don't even know where the legal stuff begins in this place. I know Javert runs a prison, but... [He trails off. Javert is another headache in it of itself.]

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Hey, what do you think you're doing trying to make plans already, Nick?

We don't have three days to figure this out, you know.

[She gives Nick a little punch to the shoulder, albeit way, way softer than Mia tended to dole those out... and is quick to continue.]

Take a break. The facts are, Aunamee's gonna be here a while and so are the rest of us. You don't have to rush to find your answer.

So let others handle the heroics for just a little while... and you focus on recovering, okay?

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[Phoenix takes a deep breath in, ready to respond, but then... exhales. Maya's right. He's so used to working on a tight schedule that he's not sure he can actually spread his work out.]

You're right. I don't need to figure this out right now.

[In a way he almost feels like a weight has been lifted. He wants to figure things out not for his own sake, but for the sake of those he cares about. Even if Maya decides to stay here, this place needs to be better.]

But... It's kind of hard to recover when this place throws things at us every month. [He smirks, not entirely serious. But actually yes he is. This place is really difficult.]

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Tell me about it.

[Maya sounds more... tired, than she usually does— she really isn't one for giving up, and it isn't that she has given up or anything, but the seemingly endless onslaught of terrible things definitely takes the life out of her sometimes, and so does thinking about it. If even Maya can be brought down by it, she certainly doesn't expect Phoenix to be perfect.]

That's why I'm glad we're both here, though.

[She raps on his shoulder with her knuckle.]

When you need to rest, count on me. And I'll bug you when I need your help, too.

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[Phoenix does genuinely smile at this. As much as he wishes his friends weren't subjected to this world, Maya's presence has made it far, far easier.]

Thanks, Maya. It's definitely easier with both of us here.

[He chuckles slightly as she knocks on his shoulder.]

Definitely. I'll always be here if you need me.

["Always be here." The significance of that phrase doesn't hit him at that moment, but later he will reflect on it. If Maya will stay here and Phoenix wants to get out... Then what?]

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[If the phrase's significance hits Maya in the moment, well... she doesn't let it show, as almost-always. After all, has 'always be there' ever been true? In the grand scheme of things, when death is always present— when death is always acknowledged as an eventuality, in a cult that revolves around it— does always ever really mean always?

If Phoenix leaves and she can't, Maya could never bring herself to blame or hate him for it. Leaving is an eventuality. Dying is an eventuality.

Even the best of things come to an end.

But until then, Maya is sure of one thing— she trusts Phoenix to do everything he can, and wants to do the same for him. So she'll keep her plans to herself, for a while, but already she begins to brainstorm what she can do to protect her friends from someone who seems as indomitable as Aunamee.]

C'mon! Your rice is gonna get cold, y'know.

We've totally used up our allotted 'emo time' for this episode.

[meta jokes hit differently in a place like this, maya.....]

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[If only real life was like a sitcom and everything could be resolved neatly in thirty minutes, packed in a nice little bow. He laughs awkwardly at Maya's comment, noting her obsession with certain shows.]

Well, there wasn't any sad music to go along with it, so does it really count?

[He shoves a mouthful of rice into his mouth. But does he use chopsticks or a fork?

But he keeps eating regardless, knowing that his food will get cold. And that it's easier to eat instead of talking about death.]

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Oh, Phoenix. Don't you know?

The saddest music is the music in your own heart~

[They may never be the same people that they were before they left again. But the people they were— and the things they carried with them— will remain inside them forever.]