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The one in the kitchen? Was he there with you?

Yeah, though in Luceti he was "the one in the diner."

[ ... Come to think of it, he'd not really told anyone he recognized some people here, did he? ]

I didn't know you two knew each other...

[Yeah, neither that nor the obvious that they're not always the "same".]

Huh...? No, not really. I only met "this" Rin-kun we have here a few times, and I never really had a long chat with the one from Luceti. Most I ever said to the guy was praising his udon, I think.

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That's peculiar wording.

[To put it politely. Her tone, however, says "explain".]

[ Had he never...? ... Oh, right, this world's cycle (...was it even a cycle here? This could all be the first time. Probably was, really.) was only about a year old, maybe even less. He shakes his head and then, as simply as he can explain it, ]

There are some people I know who I've met many more than one iteration of, either because they went home and a different version showed up later, or some Shift produced a different version of them. It's the same thing here, the "Rin" ... Uh, what's his name, Okumatsu or something, right? Anyway, the version of him here isn't the same as the one who was in Luceti.

[So it's like Colin, if she understands it right. Funnily enough, right down to Rin Okumura as the example.

Wait, not quite. She realizes a major difference quickly.]

So rather than traveling across space and time yourself, the place you came from acted as an hub and brought fragments of those alternate worlds to you.

Mmmhm. [ He nods. ]

All worlds, times, places, and dimensions are linked to that world, or at least that's what the Organization was pretty sure of. The reason my enclosure was strange though is that we were able to leave in the way I just said.

[She doesn't miss the implications of that — that others weren't so lucky, that it must have been as accidental as their arrival, given everything he's told her before — but she's honestly too tired to go into it. Actually, if she were to come clean, her interest is a clinical one for what she could potentially learn about Second Magic from it.

It doesn't say anything good about her, that what a trying experience it must have been for him is only her second passing thought, but she's always known she's an awful person like that. Smiling, Rin steers the subject away from both thoughts.]

Did you ever meet another version of me there?

Afraid not.

[ He says this quickly, because if he ever met anyone as vibrant as this Tohsaka girl she would stand out in his memory, right? If he tried to process it further, he would realize that he was concurrent with a Rin Tohsaka very early in his stay, and might've winked at her from across the street or something. But in terms of having "met" her? There's no way, not really. ]

I've not "met" too many people's iterations, one of the only stand out ones is Zuko-chan.

[She laughs.] I hope you're not as open with that with her as you are with me.

Nope! We were actually rivals in love of a sort! Well, the Zuko-kun I knew. [ He hums. ]

Why, you think Zuko-chan doesn't appreciat history?

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Well, wouldn't you find it off-putting, hearing stories about another you? It's too weird.

[...also wait, did he say love rivals?]

And that's why it's proper etiquette to not bring it up.

[ Or at least, that's how he considered it to be. ]

Mmm? Isn't that contradictory?

Not really. If it's not "them," then burdening them with that memory and that baggage isn't really fair in the first place.

Not that. [Eyes trained on the wall, she continues without pausing.]

You talk about this Luceti place all the time, in such a way it's more unnatural not to ask you questions about it. Therefore, aren't you inviting that breach of etiquette with your own hands?

Maaah. It's not that much.

[ It is. ]

Either way, you didn't see me greeting Sanji-san as if I knew they man.

[ He said, perhaps a little bit defensively.

But it's true. He does, constantly. And he hesitates for a long second before he tries to make eye contact with her, but is surprised to find she's the one not initiating it ]

But for you, Rin-chan, I could answer anything.

[ He tries his best to sound sincere and suave for that. ]

You shouldn't. [And her tone is a bit chiding.] I wouldn't do the same for you.

[That's what he's getting at, isn't it? What she was doing the past five days. Not that it's some big secret, especially now that it's passed, but she thinks that she didn't tell him prior should be proof enough where she stands.

A part of her does feel guilty, to put it so harshly, but the sweeter the words, the more cautious to be. Even if he's genuine, that will only hurt a person like him, dealing with her. It's best to clarify that here and now.]

Oh, I know.

[ She doesn't have a reason to, or really a desire to. He's not sure if he's bluffing here or answering her sincerely, but he throws a smile back in her face. After all, she didn't really him over the last several days what she was up to (though she did tell him that she was going to be gone) but for him...

Masaomi Kida can barely trust himself.

How can be trusted to trust no one? ]

[Well, he might not be sure, but Rin is definitely side-eying him now in a way that makes clear she doesn't believe him.]

Then stop.

Oooooh, but why should I?

[ Now he's just coy ]

...Very well. It doesn't affect me.

[She brushes her hair back over her shoulder, looking away from him again, and voice light for how harsh the words framed by it are. It's the voice of someone washing their hands of a crime.]

You're the only one who stands to suffer, so do as you want.

But if I'm the one suffering, I'm the one who can get the spotlight! So if you ask if I'm okay with it or not okay with it, I'd have to say that I'll suffer it with style.

[ He nods.

He nods, grinning a little with a smile that doesn't totally appear legit. If you studied close enough to do it. ]

If that's anything like your wardrobe, let's alternatively call it suffering your personal flair.

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