From across this small room

What do I say
What do I say
What do I say
— What do I say?
Blink
– What?
— I… I don’t know what to say.
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– Are you asking me?
— I guess I am.
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— I don’t know.
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– When did you get here?
— I don’t know.
– How did you get here?
— I… don’t know.
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— I thought you’d know.
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— I thought you knew about these things.
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– Why would you think that?
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— You’re hiding something from me.
– What?
— There’s something you’re not telling me.
– There are a lot of things I don’t tell you.
— But… this is different. I know it.
– Oh?
— Yes.
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Silence
– And?
— Will you tell me what it is?
– Why?
— Be… because it…
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— Because I want to help you.
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– Sorry?
— I want to help you.
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– You’re not real.
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— I hate it when you say that.
– Sorry I… sorry.
— I know you don’t trust me with much but,
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— But you can’t make me go away. I don’t mean that in defiance, it’s just… it’s a fact. I can’t… I just can’t go away.
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— I wish I could, if it would help. Would it help?
– I don’t know.
— Don’t… don’t you want me to stay?
– I don’t know.
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– I can’t tell any more what’s supposed to be…
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– I don’t know. I just don’t know.