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"Aren't you going to say anything?" Nebula asks Hegemonia.
"What are you talking about?"
"You could tell me to have a nice day or something. Be generous for once."
They look up, staring right at him with an amusing amount of bafflement. "You cannot be talking right now. You're the rudest one here."
"I just don't show it as much as you do."
"Are you looking for a fight?" Hegemonia narrows their eyes, then adds, "Besides, you could drop dead in front of me right now and I wouldn't even bat an eye, let alone wish you a nice day."
