> Joslas: Take care of some business.

Lucy's sylladex pops up. Joslas withdraws the thermos of green slime from it, then tosses it into the blue cube. The cube disappears, and the frozen beam of energy hits the thermos, causing both to disappear.

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JOSLAS: Well?
LUCY: ☭How did you get into my sylladex?☭
JOSLAS: — had Mxrs sneak my -dent-f-cat-xn -ntx that new fetch mxdus.
JOSLAS: That's alsx hxw my planet gxt here, albe-t w-th yxur quest bed.
JOSLAS: Gen-us, r-ght?
CHOP: how is any of this genius?
CHOP: you're just tying up loose ends
CHOP: temporally
JOSLAS: Eh. True.
CHOP: how do i even know that?
JOSLAS: T-me player -nst-ncts, presumably.
JOSLAS: Anyways. Yxu're r-ght that — had tx, but -t's st-ll cxxl.
JOSLAS: Sett-ng up my xwn r-se tx pxwer, a whxle un-verse -n the past.
LUCY: ☭Oh my god, will you shut up? My head hurts too much for this.☭
CHOP: yeah really.
CHOP: are you done yet.
CHOP: we have shit to do.
JOSLAS: Xh fxr the lxve xf.
JOSLAS: What -s wrxng w-th yxu pexple?
JOSLAS: That's a rhetxr-cal quest-xn. The answer -s that yxu th-nk txx small.
JOSLAS: Can yxu nxt see that th-s all sets the stage fxr my r-se tx my prxphec-ed place amxng the lxrds xf paradxo space?
JOSLAS: A masterful ascens-xn bef-tt-ng xf a k-ng? — dxn't understand why yxu're sx res-stant tx th-s. —t's nxth-ng persxnal.
CHOP: ... i literally have no response to that.

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