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I miss chocobo.

Both. I was standing in for a woman that was my duplicate in every way, thus saving her and sending me to the torture of opera and corsetry like which you can not imagine.

~~At least I remembered my cues...~~

I regret to say that I cannot; either suddenly the universe is a more horrible place for giving us two Setzer Gabbianis or it is some kind of horrible misunderstanding.

You do not care for opera, Ms. Chere? I always found it enjoyable enough. I can however, understand the unwillingness to sing in front of others.

I would think the former. The universe is a cruel place.

I do not hate it, Luxord. I just have little desire to force myself out onto a stage. Unfortunately, I was in a company of men, and none of them looked enough like Maria.

That's a horrible thought, Luxord. Shall we both forget it and take a weight off our minds at such an atrocity?

Why was it you shared so close an appearance to this Maria? There's no such thing as coincidence, remember.

Let's.

I do not know. Is this the part where I wonder if I am the good or evil twin? Or perhaps gasp! Cloned?

Or perhaps you are as much of a Nobody as I, Ms. Chere. I knew you were too cold to hold a heart.

I suppose we'll just have to find out someday, won't we?

Yes. Yes, we will.

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