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[saidrepent]

[Raymond looks more harried than usual as he adjusts the camera.] Okay... Look. I don't remember how this happened, or why, but I need help.

[And then he points the camera to...his gun. Carefully perched in a pile of blankets, but it's his gun nonetheless.]

Like I said, I don't remember any of this, but it's— [He quickly glances back to it.] She's mine. Apparently. And I've never been one who's good with kids, but... [He gives it another glance, this one lingering.] I could really use some help here.

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[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

Where am I supposed to get one of those? I can't just leave her by herself until then...

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

Check if you have one already, that might do the trick.

[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

[The silence that follows is him doing just that.]

I don't know... It doesn't look like I've got one in here.

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

Any other sort of... carrier?

[ there might be some muffled laughter coming through at this point, too ]

[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

No, nothing that would be good for a baby...

[He pauses.] What are you laughing about?

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

Oh, just that your baby looks an awful lot like a gun. [ And that you're so very obviously cursed. Yes, she's a bit of a troll... ]

[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

[Oh, he doesn't like the sound of that.]

What are you trying to say?

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

You're cursed.

[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

[He likes the sound of that even less.] I think I would know it if I was cursed.

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

Would you, if a curse messed with your head?

[ voice ]

[saidrepent]

My head is hardly being messed with. [Sorry, but at this point, there isn't going to be any convincing him.]

[ voice ]

[waitedforyears]

How do you know?