[He nods at that- they can disable the cameras, alright. And you can go arming yourself, Zhang Liao. Chen Gong's puny arms probably can't put a single dent in them, let's be real here.]
I haven't heard of it. Perhaps that part was a joke. [Pause.] Or it was covered-up.
[That is also an unfortunately distinct possibility. With how they covered up crazy robots? Yeah. He's not considering this a prank anymore, because this- this is too real. He can almost... sniff the blood and mucus off them, as if he knew how they both smelled of together.]
Perhaps it's a vengeful spirit. [That's something of a joke, but he doesn't look too amused with himself. He opens up the right door as Chica disappears.]
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I haven't heard of it. Perhaps that part was a joke. [Pause.] Or it was covered-up.
[That is also an unfortunately distinct possibility. With how they covered up crazy robots? Yeah. He's not considering this a prank anymore, because this- this is too real. He can almost... sniff the blood and mucus off them, as if he knew how they both smelled of together.]
Perhaps it's a vengeful spirit. [That's something of a joke, but he doesn't look too amused with himself. He opens up the right door as Chica disappears.]