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Emily: You said you like to grant favours if you can. Don’t you? When people die? You told me… that was why you talked to me… Doesn’t this count? You can do this, can’t you, please?
Dee: SIGH~ Ok. I’ll - I’ll find out.
(He vanishes, then reappears.)
Dee:
The 27th of January. At quarter past five in the morning.
Emily: …next January? Next year?
Dee: Yes.
(Emily writes GUS 27 Jan 5.15am on a scrap of paper and pins it to her board.)
Emily: Thank you. You won’t regret this.
Dee: I hope not.
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Alt text: You didn’t even argue, Dee. You just looked worried, which… is usual.