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CITRINE

[The room is circular and surrounded by a series of ionic columns, the floor and ceiling stretching overhead fashioned out of cracked, white stone. The area beyond the columns is pitch black, and the room itself is lit only by dimly flickering candles. The candles rest on top of a stone table, which sits in the middle of the room.

And next to the candles rest four numbered boxes]

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That's not what we're arguing over.

That's what it sounds like.

It runs deeper than that, what he said... He's not giving us any weight at all.

So if it were reversed you wouldn't do what he's doing . . .?

It's the reasons, we don't get any input if it keeps us safe... That's bullshit.

[ just. shakes his head ]

Well, by all means then keep arguing.

We have to argue because he's not letting us have a say otherwise. It's argue or roll over and let them do whatever they want without us.

[ I guess my way of doing things is less straightforward. . . ]

Good luck, then.

...Sorry we're acting like jerks.

There's no need to apologize, isn't it good that everyone cares so much?

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