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“I know..” *My voice is quiet; I put my arm around his shoulder.*

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

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“I…yes, you did. But that’s…” *I frown.* “You didn’t know. None of us knew that was going to happen.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“Don’t be. Gods, don’t be sorry, it wasn’t your fault.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

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“…..” *I don’t say anything else. I awkwardly pat his back.*

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“….yeah.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“…You were hit. There was a cyclops, with a club-you were the first one he struck, and-and you called out…there was nothing I could’ve done, I don’t know why…” *I take a breath.*

“Let’s just…I don’t think we should be talking about this.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

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“….” *I look almost angry, deep in thought.* “…Yeah. You…” *I sigh.* “Nevermind.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

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*I nod.* “I might…be in a similar situation. You don’t remember the reason?”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“I know, you can’t…” *I trail off.* “You can’t visit, or write, you don’t even exist.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“It’s hard…not, to think about.”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“Okay, okay, good.” *I nod; it’s a little awkward.* “Good, what have you been thinking about?”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“No-no, not your Odysseus.” *I frown.* “Do you remember my Polites and I…visiting yesterday?”

*I walk over to Polites, hesitating for a second.*

“So…how are you holding up?”

-Odysseus ( @your-luck-ran-out )

" .. Odysseus? Is that.. you? You came back for me-? "

[your-luck-ran-out]

“…You’re going to forget, whether or not you expect it. I’m sorry, I don’t…I don’t have anything else to say.”

" i want to go home.. "

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*I don’t say anything to that.*

“..If it’s any consolation, I w-am, I am, also Odysseus. He sounded something like me, I’d think.” *I look slightly uncomfortable.*

" i want to go home.. "

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*I look back at him.* “I sound-? Oh. Yes, I’m fine. You said you couldn’t remember some of their faces…what do you remember?”

" i want to go home.. "

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“…It’s fine, that’s understandable. I don’t…I..” *I trail off, a look of realization on my face.* “I guess I don’t either…”

" i want to go home.. "

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“…”

“..Do you remember when I said you’re my copy? So…we can’t check that for you. We…my versions of my friends aren’t the same as yours, it wouldn’t necessarily…make sense, to check on them for you, since they’re not..the same.”

" i want to go home.. "