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[workaphilic]

[ Anyone Who Has Left and Returned with Memories ]

[He thinks on this filter for a long time. (Whether he should keep himself anonymous or not, whether it's even worthwhile in the grand scheme of things.) But eventually, he writes:]

I have questions, if you're willing to answer.

SH

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[ Anyone Who Has Experienced a 'Trip Home', excluding John Watson ]

I'd like to compare notes, as it were. Provided you're amenable.

SH

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[Some time later, he'll dictate to the castle at large. There's not much energy in him today; he sounds worn out.]

Give me recipes, residents. Your favorites from your home world, I don't care.

Unless you're from Earth, in which case, don't bother.

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[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler rolls his eyes a little]

You know, if you're not that interested why did you even ask?

[workaphilic]

Because I assumed you'd have at least something worth talking about. An entire world can't be hideously boring all the time, try as it might.

[whichwayyoulean]

...You don't find quasi-racist birds worth talking about?

[workaphilic]

Not any more than racist people. Who are, word of the day, boring.

[whichwayyoulean]

That seems your favourite word all the time, let alone today.

[Still, the food is cooked, so he moves to get it out of the pan and onto a plate]

Anyway, here you go. Green eggs and ham.

[workaphilic]

[He holds it at eye level to inspect first.]

Not very shocking, is it. [He rotates the plate.] Don't see why Earth residents should avoid it. Most people eat things far more questionable than this on a regular basis.

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler folds his arms]

Yeah, well, you wanted green eggs and ham. You got green eggs and ham. Like it or not.

[workaphilic]

[He sets the plate in his lap.]

Oh, I didn't say I didn't like it.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Just starin at you. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?]

The why did you...

You know what? Never mind. Carry on. [You giant weirdo]

[workaphilic]

Don't mind if I do.

[He even eats like he's trying to process it, each bite carefully isolated for specific parts of the dish.

He watches Once while he does, his gaze more or less unflinching, save for a few evaluating saccades.

Weirdo is a good word.]