[She's a bit unsure of what he means. Did she experience that hell in the elevator? Or is it something else he means? She chews on the pen she's about to write with, thanking whatever rules this hell hole that it's a pen and not a shard of bone... But it's a pen, only a pen, with black ink. She couldn't stand using red after that night, not yet anyhow.]
Did I experience what? That nightmare of that hellhole elevator? Yes of course I did. Or do you mean something else? Something apart from that?
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Did I experience what? That nightmare of that hellhole elevator? Yes of course I did. Or do you mean something else? Something apart from that?
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...Yes. That's what I had meant.
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Yes. I was there with you. Do not worry. I will not tell anyone what happened that night.
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Likely. And I recall the promise I made to Phoenix. I intend upon keeping it.
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I keep my promises.
[Sound familiar, Miles?]