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U-um... anybody who worried about me... I'm okay. So you shouldn't worry... especially not Papa...
Oh yeah! Goten, the... uh... New Feather, right? That's what people call them? He made me think-
Since we're all from different worlds, does that mean we're aliens? Though I'm still not really sure what an alien is.
Oh yeah! Goten, the... uh... New Feather, right? That's what people call them? He made me think-
Since we're all from different worlds, does that mean we're aliens? Though I'm still not really sure what an alien is.
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Um... I can't see it, s-sorry... but a metal moon? That sounds neat...
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Huh, wonder if all that hackin' messed this thing up... It doesn't really look like the moon though. Usually more like wheels 'cause we spin 'em ta make gravity or we'd all be floatin' around. That's fun, but it makes it hard ta eat soup and stuff.
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N... no... it's not the journal. At least I don't think so...
Wheels... huh... um. What's gravity?
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Huh? The what would... [there's a moment's pause and then a flurry of pages turning before the journal cuts out while he curses] You're Simon? Cloud's kid, right? I'm sorry, kid. That was pretty low and mean. [sounds like he feels bad]
[slight groan] Guessin' ya don't have cars or even wagons... ummm... round things like ummm... like doughnuts! You've had those, right? Dai makes me at the bakery. And gravity's the stuff that keeps ya stuck on the ground and not floatin' up in the air.
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No no, I know wheels! We have carts in Jiha! I dunno what a doughnut is though.
So gravity is like... um...not having wings?
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You're missin' out. It's a round piece a fried dough that's usuall got somethin' sweet on it. Ya gotta try one if ya like sweets. They're great.
Mmmm... more like wings are the things that let ya overcome gravity... Ya know how when ya drop somethin' it falls on the ground? Gravity's why stuff falls rather than stays in the air.
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I... don't really get gravity, but I believe you...
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Don't worry 'bout it. It's not important for ya. Maybe in a couple years or somethin'.
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I guess I'll ask Papa later. If he's not mad at me...
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I'm sure he's just happy you're okay.
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Um... and you can do whatever you want to, I guess.
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