MY LITTLE PONIES & GOATS (WHO ARE FOOD FOR DRAGONS)
[ In this isolated chamber, there are enough chairs around the rickety, rotten wooden desk to seat everybody. Some sunlight streams through the boarded windows to give enough light. You have pencils, pens, some scrap paper to brainstorm with, and a formal test sheet to put your final answers on. ]

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[oops, too late. god damn it.]
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Hey I'm back.
She said no, obviously, but the good news is our answers don't have to be 100% correct. Isn't that great to hear?
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[probably too late for that.]
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Whatever. I don't know what half these goddamn questions even mean.
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[ Thinking it over. ] Three. You seem like a person who has had a lot of headaches since arriving here, so how do you alleviate the pain?
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Ice. Going somewhere quiet and dark.
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Sounds good enough of an answer to me. Is that what you're going to need after this game?
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It's thick enough to cover your mouth if you want to make a mask?
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No, just keep it. We should be out of here soon enough.
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Oh... okay then.
[ TRIED TO BE SWEET. ]