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| Back in town, Helm's horse and saddlebags have beat him there, and he begins to unpack them in his office, which either is yet to be blown up, or has been rebuilt. He stops and thinks, "Oh, no. I'm not going to be caught off-guard again." | ||
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| Helm pulls a short blade out and advances on the drapes... | ...he flings them aside, only to... | ...be startled once again by the stealthy Queen. |
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| Damn. | You're either a messy housekeeper,
or...
I've decided to stay, Lady. |
Until the next killer comes along? |
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| Something like that... | I don't suppose there's any point in asking what that was all about? | That's back in the past now, where it belongs. |
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| Anyway, I'm glad you came... | Oh, really, is there something I'm missing here? | I wasn't sure when I'd be seeing you again. |
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| Should I be flattered? | Well, that's up to you... | I am returning your sword. |
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| Thank you, Doctor. | (Pregnant pause) | Oh, by the way--
Helm turns, but the Queen has disappeared. It's good to be back, he says to no one at all. |
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