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You've reached Timothy Stoker, leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.

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[epistemological]

[ He flickers a smile and he shakes his head. ]

I don't- I don't know if those will be gone. It hasn't- it won't kick in properly until I come back with Daniel. We've some business to attend to in his world.

[ A deep breath in. ]

A-and then I'm going to be human. No more Archivist. No more tape recorders.

[statementfuckingends]

Just-- Jonathan Sims. Useless prick.

[But the insult comes with an intensity of affection that abundantly clear what he thinks of it.]

What then, d'you think? Any more deals?

[epistemological]

[ That's a snort. ]

Oh, yes. I've, uh... I've got at least one more. Possibly two.

...for myself, frankly. Things I want. F-for the future. To make a life I want to live.