I don't know about eggshells. More like talking to someone you know is being watched. Might help if you consider it as them being undercover. [ he looks away pensively ] At this point, I'm sure they've got their own contracts.
It's not just something that's affected me. Even the hosts are unable to read some things around here—there are papers in my room, for example, that I know are copies of my thesis, but if anyone tries to read them, they can't even make out the individual letters.
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[ beat ]
I hate the feeling of walking on eggshells around people I'd like to consider friends, but I suppose we do that every week anyway.
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[ hewwo??? ]
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No, Cloud, I don't know.
[ HEWWO?????? ]
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Did you not get a copy of your contract?
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[ are you pulling an always sunny joke on me ]
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It seems like I need to consult one of them.
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[ so wry. he pats hope's arm. i'd say shoulder but hope is tall now. ]
It's a lot of talk for stuff we already know, but there's some new information in there.
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Given the fact that we've had trouble reading in general lately, I didn't even consider the existence of a full contract...
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[ he hasn't tried to read shit in the library ]
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