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[let's say this is Emeraldy shenanigans. Peony has arrived in London, although he looks about ten years younger because crazy unspeakable horror aliens have no regard for taking people from the same point in time. This means Peony's not wearing emperor clothes, but snow surfer dude type clothes like when he first arrived in Grand Chokmah. Right now he's looking around a market like a certain other noble kid who was locked up for his own good. Peony is knowledgeable enough not to steal apples though, so he's got that going for him.]
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[Shut up, at least he is thinking about these things.]
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You put a lot of thought into all that, huh? [He sighs.] It seems like a hassle to know any of this future stuff, so I'll pass. [going back to petting the dog] You're worse than an annual Score reading. [it's not said without some begrudging fondness at least]
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[With a smile, he also adds:] On top of that, old men like me hardly feel surprise any longer. It's much more difficult for youngsters to deal with confusion maturely.
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