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That is very kind of you, Professor. However. I am not looking for any dates.

[please he just wants to talk about reality tv fandom]

I thought that was the only objective.
Should I change my evaluation?

[ He's just a lone dragon-man trapped in a modern age, trying to learn what all these popular doohickeys the kids like to use are. ]

As you can see, I have altered the objective.

[To reality TV... and IT help...]

I won't stop you.

[ He has no idea what most of those things are he's asking for, so here he goes: ]

A fervent judge of televisions who will elegantly and willfully master computering under your tutelage.
I always found him to be an exemplary student.

[Oh... oh, Professor. It's a good start.]

Much more precise. Thank you.

How have you been, Professor? [swerve.......]

Some of it was true.

[ He'll let Lorenz decide which parts. ]

I've been well.
Were you under the musical spell last month?

[Don't worry sir, he knows he was ~a pleasure to have in class~. Across timelines even.]

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No. I managed to stay in and avoid it.
I heard you and Hilda went shopping?

[ Hilda, how many people did you tell... ]

For a few necessities.
They just happened to have band images on them.

I'm glad you stayed safe.

Marianne enjoyed quite a few of those herself. I can't claim to have understood the appeal...

[They were just... in a pile in his apartment for a few days there... it's fine now.]

Thank you, though. Although you needn't worry about me.

The songs were catchy.
I have leftover copies of their tapes, if you want.

[ Too many leftover copies... why did anyone let him buy this much?? ]

And old habits are hard to break.

No
No, thank you, that's alright.

I do appreciate the concern, but I assure you, I am fine. If I were in need of help I would seek it out.

[y'know......... probably.]

Ask Hilda, Claude, or Marianne then.

[ Please help him unload some of this nonsense merchandise. ]

Would you really?
I have my doubts.

I will try to remember.

[Just leave it in a bag somewhere... someone will enjoy it.]

Then we are both supremely lucky that I am not in dire straits.

Until the next attack erupts.
Be wary of your surroundings.

[ He knows he can be a nag of a professor. Don't mind him. ]

I sent a television friend your way.

[Still out there doing the most...]

Thank you, Professor.

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