"Can't you drop me off now? I promise I will not get in your way anymore."
Kenavie pleaded. Her strong stature earlier has disappeared. Tears even fell from her eyes.
"If only I can trust you. Carrying you all the way gives me a burden too." Teren sighed.
"Are you saying I'm fat!?"
"You sure talk lively even after knowing I hold your weakness."
Teren was currently running through the tunnels. Sure enough, no more clones have intercepted his path. This just shows that he was right.
"You may get a hold of my weakness but it's like not you're going to see my real body. Even I, a clone, don't where she is. She may not even be underground or even in this country!"
Kenavie then laughed out loud.
"Don't you sometimes have an existential crisis, knowing you're just a clone?" Teren was curious and since there's nothing to do while he run, it's better to talk about something than not.
