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Sleep beckons eternal, and these words become my last.
This is it, then.
My last farewell to this room as well - Ah.
Master, are you in here? I couldn’t find you upstairs - WHAT. Are you doing.
Oh.
No one is going to use this room anymore, so I was going to let these lumaflies go.
You could have just asked me to do such things!
It’s all right. Besides, I’m taller - Oof.
...
...
Nice reflexes.
Would you like to come with me?
...I need to thank you.
Oh, it’s fine. Holding a chair isn’t that much of a big deal -
No. Not just that.
Thank you. For all the time you were with me.