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Guess what, milord.

[ It's a good thing he's in the orphanage and has to behave, otherwise he would have literally flipped a table at the sound of that voice. He recognizes it instantly, if only from memories not his own.

The last thing he'd expected (or ever wanted for that matter) when he'd checked his tablet. ]

You're here. [ There's utter distaste in his voice, enjoy. ]

[ah, there it is. what's worse, leo, is that he's rooming with you guys, life is awesome.]

You couldn't sound any more welcoming even if you tried, little lord.

[ The moment he finds out, he may have to ragequit housing. ]

I don't see why I should welcome the person who tried to kill me. [ He doesn't even care if Jack 'remembers' or not. ]

I can see you're unaffected by my stunning good looks.

[jack sighs, a disappointed sound. no use pretending around someone who knew, anyway.]

Anyway, tiny lord, why didn't you tell Oz? I would have thought it was in your best interest.

[ There's only an annoyed sound in return, he's not going to deem that first part worthy of any kind of retort. ]

And why would you think that?

Considering there was the slim possibility he still harboured my soul in his head...

[pause.] He seems intent on being friends, isn't that great?

I know he wasn't. [ He sounds certain. ]

And no, it isn't. What do you want?

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