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[[in a purple floatyspace]]
subJuni: Isn’t it ironic how you treat me like a pile of defective thoughts?
Juni: How so?
subJuni: It was my mistake which created you.
Juni: Your mistake? What?
subJuni: So typical. You, all knowledge but no memories. How pathetic.
Juni: I have memories now!
subJuni: Yes, but they are MY memories. Not yours.
Juni: I’d prefer we try to be friends.
subJuni: What’s the point? You don’t even exist.
Juni: But I am me as you are me
Sam: Juni?
Juni: and we are all together
Juni: altogether?
Sam: Juuuni?
[[In a cabin of an aerotransport]]
Sam: Hey! Wake up, sleepyhead. We’re landing in a centi.
Juni: Nn, I must have drifted off.
Sam: I know! You’ve had a long day!
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