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Why do I even bother with friends anymore?

I will not.

I don't believe that you won't try.

I have no motivation to do so.

Right.

You don't believe me, as usual.
Shall we do something different?
Ask me questions, Azula. The subject may be whatever you like. Soon, you will see I said nothing but the truth.

It's not worth it.

You don't know until you try.

I'm not interested in humoring you.

Is it any wonder you think I can do no good, when you refuse even my help?

How is claiming you'll answer questions in your roundabout way help?

How clever of you.

Exactly.

I will leave you be, then.
Until the next time you cannot help but to look down on whatever I may say next.

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Which of the people from that world do you think will die?

Changed your mind?

That is a very curious way to phrase a question directed at someone who knows things with absolute certainty, by the way.

You don't know anything with absolute certainty, because I think they can change things.

I shall answer your question before we get locked into this tiresome argument once more.
Nine of the trolls will die. Not all of them intend to stay that way.

And how many do you believe will stay that way?

Not only do I not enjoy spoiling things so recklessly, there is also the fact that my own death prevents me from giving you an accurate answer.

So you're not as willing to answer questions as you claim.

I am. Only not in the way you would prefer.

I will tell you one thing, though:
There is no point in grieving over Aradia, Azula.

Go away.

As I said I would.

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