[Athrun feels a chill run down his spine as he hears what sound like footsteps. He begins to squirm in his chair, but he simply doesn't have the strength to get New Jersey off of him in this position.]
I-I appreciate the sentiment, but you can let go at any time...
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I-I appreciate the sentiment, but you can let go at any time...
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[Those footsteps are getting closer by the minute. And there's a voice that can be associated with it, too.
...is that Enterprise?]
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[The squirming intensifies.]