[ Charlie gets his answer fairly quickly once the bindings fall away from Ranboo's waist and ankles; they collapse, a trembling, bleeding heap in front of Charlie. Fortunately, the box wasn't fixed to him in any way; it seems as if they built it specifically to suit Ranboo's height, so that they wouldn't be able to remove their head without being able to duck and bend down.
Hetch is dead. Hetch... is dead, this time for real. What does that mean? Does that mean that they're free? Or was this just an act, too? Is any of this real? Ranboo shudders, curling up painfully where they fell to the ground. ]
Do you think... think we're-- can we go, can we leave...?
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Hetch is dead. Hetch... is dead, this time for real. What does that mean? Does that mean that they're free? Or was this just an act, too? Is any of this real? Ranboo shudders, curling up painfully where they fell to the ground. ]
Do you think... think we're-- can we go, can we leave...?