"I'm curious about that myself," Terrence agrees, giving Ten a rather skeptical look. He'd said it was pointless to speculate, sure, and while he'd wager it's nearly as pointless to ask, they might as well try. "You've a proper year to prepare before we even appear, don't you? I can't imagine what could be left to occupy your time at this point..." In Ten's case, at least, it sure looks like a whole lotta' nothin'.
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