[ Stories on stories, then, the way she tells it. It's enough to make Flynn's head spin—or, maybe, that's the familiarity of it, trying to unpick a knot of motivation and lies. Is that familiar, or it is just difficult? He doesn't even know. ]
The question, then, is... why, isn't it? Who benefits from our being here, and being so confused?
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The question, then, is... why, isn't it? Who benefits from our being here, and being so confused?