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Hello, this is Carlisle.

I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er...

Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo—

[beep]

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From:

tongueamok

I do hope that's true in all cases. It would ease my mind to know that my responsibilities back home are not going unchecked.

From:

circumitus

Have heard it to be true so far. Can't say for certain, though. Yours is a much different case.

[Who's to say that Carlisle wouldn't just return to the previous place that ripped him from his original home? But even Rey knows better than to feed him that food for thought.]

From:

tongueamok

True. Most here seem to have been brought directly from their homes, whereas I've been plucked from a world already foreign to me.

[He's already thought about that, Rey. It's the nature of his paranoid mind.]

From:

circumitus

Well, there's no surefire answer unless one of those gods come back with answers about that Door. Perhaps that thing could send you back home.

[Or something.]

From:

tongueamok

Yes. Perhaps it could.

Would you go home if you could, Miss Rey?

From:

circumitus

Not really. There isn't much to go back to.

Or, rather... am not eager to return, given the circumstances that occurred after leaving it last.

From:

tongueamok

Were you dead?

From:

circumitus

Yes. [Wait.] No.

...

Don't know. Being dead would probably be better than the alternative, though.

From:

tongueamok

I see.

I suppose whatever forces bring us to these worlds would be eager to find those who are dead in their own. That gives them no other option but to remain, should they wish to stay alive.

From:

circumitus

That seems like a liable possibility. Classic case of Stockholm syndrome.

[Assuming that Carlisle knows what that even is. Which he probably doesn't.]

From:

tongueamok

Of what?

[That'd be a no.]

From:

circumitus

[Typical.]

It's when a captive develops feelings towards their captor, such as trust or fondness or complacency.

In this case, suppose we're expected to be grateful to the gods for extending their 'mercy' towards those of us coming from more shitty circumstances.

From:

tongueamok

I see no reason to be grateful to those who feed on us like cattle.

From:

circumitus

Well, you may not, but for others who have nothing to go home to? They're not quite in the same position as you.

From:

tongueamok

Are you grateful, then?

From:

circumitus

Honestly? Don't really know...

From:

tongueamok

You don't know.

Are you afraid of death? Or is this just preferable?

From:

circumitus

Am not afraid of dying. Have died plenty of times before coming here not to be bothered by the prospect.

[Lies. All lies.]

Just have personal reasons for not wanting to return home.

From:

tongueamok

I see.

I suppose there's no real point in worrying over such things now. With the false gods able to bring back the dead, I expect people will come to prefer enslaved immortality to facing their end.

[Says the guy who is terrified of said end himself, but he has his reasons.]

From:

circumitus

[There is a distinct bitterness in her tones when she speaks:] Yes, suppose there is always that.

[A fact that Rey is all too loathe to be reminded herself, as someone who already had no intentions of being brought back the next time she dies.]

From:

tongueamok

[Good job bringing up touchy subjects, Carlisle. He hears that shift in her tone.]

On that subject... do you know if they brought back the girl who caused all that, er...

[A pause where he's probably making a vague hand gesture, as though grasping through the air for the word he's missing.]

Mess?

From:

circumitus

You mean Sharon?

[Of course. Sigh.]

Don't think so. Not yet, if she ever will be after what happened. [She doesn't sound pleased by this, seeing that she likes Sharon well enough, despite what she did.]