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"Look, I'm just going to tell you this: I'm not a good person. If there's a hell, out there in wherever we go when we die - then I'm ending up in the bottom layer, alright? I'm just trying to redeem myself. Trying to do some good for a change. Already f*cked up with other people, so...I'm trying to find people that I can genuinely care for. I wish - no, I hope - that you can be one of those people, Sarah. From what I can tell? You're a good kid. Someone that I'd need to...to calm down with."
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"Good person. I'm not a kid..."
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"Bet I'm older than you. Well...I think. Never mind, thought it would be cool to call you "kid" or some crap."'[i]Irina's sarcastic, yet somewhat joking personality came out for a moment, to try and brighten the mood.[/i]
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"Listen... I understand that you must redeem yourself. But..."
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"Yep, already know where this is heading." [i]Irina sighed in an almost passive aggressive manner, as if she was trying to hold back yet failing terribly.[/i]
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"Don't fear. I trust you. Just that how you knew me was creepy. You could've introduced yourself, and offered to help, and not say anything about researching me."
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"That would still be quite creepy if you found out later on, though you have a point.."
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"Yeah... but... you could've... not talked about it."