[That's not how this works. Vero wants to scream, that's not how this works at all. It's too much for him to ask of Vero? Chance can't tell him that there are these things causing havoc to the real world that they can stop, and expect Vero to walk away from it like that.
The more he stares at his coffee, black, the more endless it seems in his cup. It doesn't help his anxious feeling so he chugs it. Of course it burns going down but Vero doesn't make any indication of it. He only sets the empty cup down and gets up himself.] I'll be right back.
[And he leaves in the direction of the line.
He comes back with another hot, black coffee.]
That's it then? You found us but you're just going to keep going at it alone?
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The more he stares at his coffee, black, the more endless it seems in his cup. It doesn't help his anxious feeling so he chugs it. Of course it burns going down but Vero doesn't make any indication of it. He only sets the empty cup down and gets up himself.] I'll be right back.
[And he leaves in the direction of the line.
He comes back with another hot, black coffee.]
That's it then? You found us but you're just going to keep going at it alone?