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[encoder]

"Use this"? How am I supposed to use this piece of trash...?

[groangroangroan whiiine. the kid looks displeased, as do 90% of the people who first arrive here. he taps the red light with a gloved finger, continues to glare into its camera.]

... Right. So there's obviously peopl—

[he breaks off mid-sentence, eyebrows furrowing. turning, the camera swivels with him to catch sight of a department store and then his apparent cause for alarm*. but mental berating aside for not noticing the thing before it's literally within meters of him, yukio smiles. glances at the camera and tucks it into a coat pocket. enjoy the view of darkness for a while. calmly:]

Invaders must die.

[nope. she continues to move strangely, her crying more audible, it's as if it's she that's yet to notice him.]

What the hell.. I said, 'invaders must die'!

[a thud. the scraping of claws against broken cement, yukio taking a few faltering steps backward.]

INVADERS MUST D—

[WHAM. the recording ends.]

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[ voice ]

[encoder]

Not if I don't have to, no.

[ voice ]

[reobserves]

And.. it doesn't make you feel lonely?

[ voice ]

[encoder]

[he doesn't know what it's like to not feel lonely, therefore the question's kind of lost on him.]

Not really. I mean, it's not like I don't have stuff to keep my occupied. Even if I didn't, they're kinda pointless to me.

[ voice ]

[reobserves]

Well, I used to think the same, but.. in the end, being with people still was more fun, you know?

[ voice ]

[encoder]

I've already had this lecture a bunch, you know.

[ voice ]

[reobserves]

Ah-..! S-sorry, I didn't mean it to lecture you, I was.. you know, just saying.

[ voice ]

[encoder]

It's okay, I don't really care enough to be angry about it anymore.