I am-. I'm sorry I keep bringing it up, but I'm really sorry that it happened. There were so many places we wanted to explore. So much stuff we wanted to do. Then... the breach happened. None of that was supposed to happen. I-I wish we saw it coming. I wish we were able to stop it, but... by the time we knew something was wrong it was way too late. Why does it always seem like that?
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