[That stare is rather disconcerting on so many screens. But she glances up from the book for a moment to address him.]
Even if you don't want it, you still have it. No one should have to suffer. But... I'm sorry. As you said, he made his choice.
[What choice would his son ultimately make? Sadly Fuu drops her gaze back to the book, then her eyes widen in interest as she reads what is there. She quickly pulls out her own journal of events, nodding as she compares the two. She whispers to herself,]
Amazing! Of course, perfectly accurate. I wonder who kept it?
>You look at the FRONT PAGE of the NOTEBOOK to see if it has a name written inside. Then you skip ahead to NEAR THE END of what is written, scanning for mention of LAB #3 or a KEY.
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Even if you don't want it, you still have it. No one should have to suffer. But... I'm sorry. As you said, he made his choice.
[What choice would his son ultimately make?
Sadly Fuu drops her gaze back to the book, then her eyes widen in interest as she reads what is there. She quickly pulls out her own journal of events, nodding as she compares the two. She whispers to herself,]
Amazing! Of course, perfectly accurate. I wonder who kept it?
>You look at the FRONT PAGE of the NOTEBOOK to see if it has a name written inside. Then you skip ahead to NEAR THE END of what is written, scanning for mention of LAB #3 or a KEY.