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It is a few hours into a projected 168 of them. Haru is trying to get back to sleep while his mother holds him, because 168 hours is going to feel a lot longer if he can't figure out how to sleep while lonelier than ought to be humanly possible.
Suddenly not having his mother holding him is certainly a way to ruin the attempt.
"Weird that things can be different anciently and there's still, like. Canada. Same provinces and all."
"And the languages match... or, I guess I don't know enough ASL to say that one definitely does, could be I'd go home and find I was signing gibberish."
"I'd been wondering about that as well. You'd have mentioned if you knew more than English and your amount of French?"
"I mean, I know like, individual words that are basically loaned into English, like. Kimono. Mabuhay. Tai chi."
"Dungeons were really bad for highly urban and also poor places. Indonesia also got hit really hard but not a lot of Indonesians wound up in specifically Toronto so I haven't met as many of them. Egypt did surprisingly well though."
"Mm, refugee population as in 'and their descendants'; I see. I'd be very curious to hear about this in great detail when I'm a bit more awake."
"Good. Perhaps tomorrow night, if there are still no ill effects from the painkillers, we could try a conservative dose of sedatives."
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