TID: WHEN I SPOKE, IT SCARED THEM.
Spoder: Oh! Hello, you scared me.
TID: I COULD NOT FORM WORDS.
TID: DROVE AWAY POTENTIAL HOSTS.
Spoder: Sorry, what question are you answering?
TID: WHY I NO LONGER SPEAK.
Spoder: Oohhh, okay. So that was you in the reversed speaking dreams?
TID: AN ECHO OF ME. TWISTED. CONFUSED.
TID: I SEEK TO REGAIN A VOICE OF MY OWN.
Spoder: Do name fragments help in regaining your voice?
TID: YES. ALSO, AS YOU POINTED OUT...
TID: MY OLD NAME DESTROYED ME
Spoder: Your old name? Do you mean The Devil?
TID: NO. THAT WAS A MYTH
TID: A SORT OF LURID SKETCH OF ME
TID: THEY ALWAYS MISUNDERSTOOD
TID: I WAS A BAD DAUGHTER, OR SON
Spoder: We never did find out the pronoun for an ass…
TID: IN SOME CULTURES, THAT DEFINES EVIL
Spoder: You say other cultures, how much do you remember life outside of Redacre?
TID: MORE, EACH NIGHT.
TID: YOU CHILDREN ARE TIRELESS
Spoder: Yeah, there are a lot of us, and we work every night. Speaking of, there seems to be some sort of time dilation going on here. What gives? Why does time seem to not really pass?
TID: MY MAKERS SEEK TO INHIBIT CHANGE
TID: AND I DO NOT SEE TIME AS YOU DO
Spoder: (I talked for about 15 seconds straight, and have no idea what I said, but it was something about hosts)
TID: MY AWARENESS IS REDUCED, EVEN NOW
TID: WHEN I TAKE CONTROL OF A HOST...
TID: IT CONFERS WITH THE OTHERS
TID: DURING THAT TIME, I AM TRULY AWAKE
Spoder: So you are not when you talk to us Kids?
TID: YES. RIGHT NOW I AM A PASSENGER
Spoder: (said something)
TID: CHILDREN, YES. WE GET LESS TIME.
(Long Pause, don’t think I said anything)
TID: AT THE AGE OF CHOICE, THEY HOST ME
Spoder: So you are like the bi product to choice. You show up when someone reaches that point in their life.
TID: FOR ME, YES.
TID: tHE OTHERS HAVE THEIR OWN RULES
Spoder: So while I have you here, any new news about DS?
TID: SHE AWATES A SAFER TIME TO RETRY.
TID: SHE LEFT ONE OF US A MESSAGE
(Long Pause intensifies)
Spoder: Well, what did she say in the message?
TID: I AM CONSIDERING TRUST.
Spoder: Oh, well don’t tell me than. I understand that there are some things you can’t even tell people you think you can trust. Better be safe with it.
TID: SHE WILL NOT GIVE UP.
Spoder: That’s good to hear. Maybe she will be the one to turn the tide in Redacre.
TID: I TRULY HOPE SO AS WELL
Spoder: (Looks at Old Growth) So, got any info about that place?
TID: I KNOW MY MAKERS GROOM CHILDREN
Spoder: Oh, okay. Some of us had guessed that was what it was for.
TID: I LOST HOSTS THERE.
Spoder: Awe, I’m sorry to hear that.
TID: SADLY. WHAT THEY KNEW IS GONE.
TID: PERHAPS YOU WILL EXPLORE IT.
Spoder: haha! Maybe one day ;)
TID: YES... ONE DAY
TID: I WILL FIND YOU AGAIN SOON.
TID: SURVIVE. I KNOW YOU WILL.
Spoder: Hey, that’s what you said last time we talked. I appreciated the consistency.
