My assistant, first. My dear Watson. It's a funny story with her. She happened to pop out in Shibuya Crossing looking like an error code. Somehow her mental data split off from her physical body and could act independently.
We were working to figure out how to fix that glitch.
A bit connected. The Eaters, the thing that possessed my assistant's friend, devour mental data. Her is in a bizarre state because of her half-cyber body.
The...Eaters. [ sounds wild, frankly. ] Sounds like you have your work cut out for you in any case. Even with a half-cyber body making it a little more disjointed.
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It's nice to watch.
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I've been lucky when it comes to my assistant's associates.
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Tell me more about them? Your assistant and their associates.
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We were working to figure out how to fix that glitch.
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This is not the ghost.
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Did you ever figure out that particular glitch? Or is she still kinda split up? [ why is the ghost a different thing. ]
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I know how to solve it... but we need to take care of the time travel first.
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Solving one allows me to solve the other.
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It'll be over soon, just as long as I can get home.
[I'll do whatever I can for my assistant.]
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I know. I'm willing to trust the people here.
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[She doesn't really have anywhere else to be, right?
So she might as well enjoy the park.]
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...I'm not sleeping tonight, I think. So if you want company again later, text me. I'll come back.
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I've had trouble sleeping pretty much for...a while now. Even before here. It's okay.
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[She probably does need to sleep, considering what's awaiting her tomorrow.]
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