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[ There's an easy answer for that. But the words come with a voice that echoes in his head, screechy and outraged.

"We're on a sex station! In another universe! Why the hell are we trying to get arrested while on a sex station in another universe!"

So Maine doesn't pick the easy answer. Buys himself time by taking another shot, exhaling sharply at the burn. It's a good fucking drink. ]

Shitty. [ Vague, but true. ] We were entertainment. Fucked us up for fun.

[ He doesn't sound angry about it. Doesn't look angry, either. It's just the way things were. He'd made a conscious choice not to fight it.

He shrugs a shoulder. ]

Didn't have to hide.