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G’nar, the Trivial: So the thing she fears most is the person she loves most. That’s not so surprising.

G’nar, the Insignificant: I understand where she’s coming from, actually. You sealed me in a void so I couldn’t escape you if you ever needed my body to replace yours.

G’nar, the Trivial: And so you left your void as soon as you knew you could survive outside of it?

G’nar, the Insignificant: Of course!

G’nar, the Trivial: Let’s think about this a minute. I created your being. I gave you the knowledge and the memories you would need to survive. Yet I let you believe your void was not a sanctuary.

G’nar, the Insignificant: You’re saying that was all bull shit?

G’nar, the Trivial: And you got out before your thirteenth decade. I’m so proud.