（ normally he'd just hit that back with a quick quip about buddhism and that'd be the end of it. but there's something there, written in the lines of a man who's just forcibly walked himself back from the edge of panic. if it's a metaphor, he's dealing with a psycho.
if it's not, he's dealing with a weird world, but not the weirdest he's seen or been to.
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if it's not, he's dealing with a weird world, but not the weirdest he's seen or been to.
he can gamble on it.
cy cants his head to one side, and then: ）
What about 'em? You think the dead bother me?