【Billdip】Restart

Dipper taped the last note on the board.

"Now we have Journal 3, the code to the basement; and..."

He looks at the table.

"Abandoned laptop."

[I'm curious why you haven't fixed it. 】

"This computer is an old model," said Dipper, holding a pen in his mouth. "I'm not sure, it would be bad if the data was damaged. And I remember that it wasn't Uncle Ford's computer, but someone else's... damn thinking I can't get up anymore. Bill, can you look in my memory?"

【What did you say? !I don't want to go, your memory palace has no end in sight, densely packed with books.The recent ones are fine, but I have been flying for a long time when I have been flying for a long time.I hate dealing with nerds like you. 】

"Not the time for you to play sudoku and arcade games."

【Please, these two things are your favorite pastimes, just grab them in your surface memory casually.But the things you can't remember yourself are the deepest memories.A full ten years of memory, PineTree, I guess I found the two of us and finished playing. 】

He was so angry that he couldn't control his strength, and smashed the ink sac with one bite, spraying peacock blue all over his mouth.But Dipper was disgusted, he took a few mouthfuls of "peh pee pee" and rushed into the bathroom to wash his mouth vigorously.

【Wow.The color is not bad to be honest. 】

"……Shut up."

The door was suddenly smashed with a loud bang.

"DIPPERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

Ah, such a huge knock and such a penetrating voice, it's definitely Mabel.

He wiped his face casually and opened the door.

Mabel rushed into the bedroom with a book in her arms and a beer bottle in her arms. She lay down on the bed and waved the bottle in her hand to Dipper.

"Hey buddy, what do you think I got?"

Dipper put his hand behind his back and made a silent gesture.The content of the board is rearranged and combined.

"Um...a dirty bottle?"

Mabel ignored his brother's sarcasm.

"It's a message in a bottle from a merman! Mermaid! Remember?"

Dipper froze for five seconds.

"……Who?"

"Mermaid!" Mabel waved his arms, trying to throw the bottle out. Dipper had to distract himself to use his magic to hold the bottle.

"The one we met in the swimming pool! When you and Wendy fell in love with each other!" Seeing that Dipper was still at a loss, she slapped her hard: "The one that took your first kiss away!"

Dipper: "..."

The sound of spraying water came from the space of consciousness, followed by bursts of laughter three seconds later.

Dipper covered his face.

"Okay, okay, I remembered, but mine wasn't my first kiss! No," he found himself getting darker and darker, "My one was artificial respiration!"

The bricks on Bill's body were spinning freely as he laughed.

Mabel muttered something, "It's obviously a kiss", but he just didn't hear it.

"Would you like to open the bottle and read the letter?" He changed the subject.

Sure enough, Mabel was distracted.She pulled the cork off excitedly.

"Are you saying that the mermaid wants to get back together with me? 'Ah—Mabel, I found out that I still love you——' kind of like that."

"...Don't think about it, it won't happen, sober up, okay?"

"Dipper, my dear brother, one must learn to hope—I read it."

She cleared her throat.

“‘Dear Mabel, it is with a heavy heart that I tell you,’ It’s fine, ‘I’m getting married now’?!”

"I knew it was."

"Shut up first. 'In order to avoid civil war in the underwater world, I want to marry Princess Manatee'..."

Dipper covered his ears.

Mabel screamed.

"No!!!!!!!!!" Mabel tremblingly held up the photo sent by Mermaid, her voice choked up, "How could this be...it was obviously mine first...whether it's tempting or kissing, obviously It was mine first...why, why did it become like this...Moreover, Princess Manatee is still so beautiful!"

Dipper: "..."

Dipper: [Bill, let me ask you a question. 】

Bill: [What question? 】

Dipper: [From the eyes of a devil, is Princess Manatee beautiful? 】

【Are you blind?No matter how you look at it, the only advantage of this thing is that it has more meat. 】

Dipper tried to comfort her sister.

"You'll forget him, Mabel."

"You don't understand, Dipper," Mabel spread out the book she had brought, "I made a scrapbook of my summer romances. But look what my romances are all about?"

She pointed it out to Dipper.

"Dwarfs, psychos, fetishes...plus that." She scraped the photo from the mermaid, too.

Dipper stroked his sister's hair in reassurance.

"By the way, do you have a clue, about the logger?" Mabel closed the scrapbook.

Dipper almost blurted out "Isn't that Uncle Ford?" Fortunately, he regained his sanity at the last moment. Dipper swallowed the words back, denying:

"……No."

"Don't be discouraged, Dipper," Mabel cheered his brother up, holding the bottle, "Our vacation is still long, I believe you can... Hey, Dipper, look!"

"Look at what?"

"Through the bottom of the bottle, like me, look here!"

Dipper took the bottle and looked at the computer like his sister did.

"Magnifying glass principle... wait?"

There used to be words on the metal nameplate, and if it wasn't for Mabel, he might never have noticed.

"McGucket...lab?"

Dipper sat in the car with mixed emotions.

Of course he knew that McGucket wasn't the log author. Old man McGucket is a very respectable old inventor. He remembers that the old man was crazy before, and then he returned to normal, and bought the most luxurious house in Gravity Springs, and finally spent his old age with his son.

The old McGucket was not involved in the second "Day of Oblivion", he died two years before the disaster.For Dipper, this is probably one of the few pieces of news that can make him feel relieved.

And after the two uncles left Gravity Springs, McGucket became Dipper's after-school tutor.The old man is also a genius in science and engineering, and he is the kind with strong hands-on ability. When Dipper can't contact Uncle Ford, he will consult McGucket.The old man was also keen to answer his questions.

Dipper had always thought that old McGucket was enjoying himself in his big house... and now he was sitting in a daze on the drive to the dump.

"...Where are we going?"

"Looking for McGucket," Mabel poked his head over, "what's the matter with you these days? Feeling muddled."

Professor Pines, who can still speak on stage 48 hours a night: "..." This is the first time in more than 20 years that someone said he was confused.

He rubbed between his brows.

"...Maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest recently."

Wendy leaned half way from the co-pilot.

"When you find the author of the diary, you can rest assured and get a good night's sleep."

No, not at all.The real diary writer is still floating in another universe.

It looks like he misremembered the time, Dipper thought, McGucket hadn't returned to normal at this time, he was still the madman...

"Oh, God."

He muttered to himself.

McGucket's living conditions were much worse than Dipper imagined.The old man's house was put together casually from the fragments of some board houses. It was not warm at all, and there were air leaks everywhere.Two teens are using spray paint to graffiti on a wall in McGucket.

[McSuckit, good idea, I like this. 】

McGucket rushed out to scold the mischievous boys.He looked very angry, waving branches and calling the boys "homeless" and "shameless".But he bowed his head as he spoke.

"They're right...I'm Meg Sloppy."

Dipper looked at the old man, then at the direction the boys were fleeing.He took a few steps back, putting himself at the end of the crowd.

Then he snapped his fingers.

There were screams in the distance, mixed with cries for help.Sounds like you've knocked over a hornet's nest.

"...Did I hear it wrong?" Soos blinked, "Why do I feel like the voices of those graffiti boys just now?"

"I think so too," Wendy couldn't hide the schadenfreude in her tone, "Sounds like bad luck."

[Wow, you seem to be in a bad mood. 】

【You think too much. 】Dipper is expressionless.

Startled by the screams, McGucket turned around to see a group of people standing in the doorway.The old man was very happy and enthusiastically took them into his broken house.

【My God... is this guy sleeping in a pigsty?No no no no, the pigs raised by ShootingStar are cleaner than him. 】Bill circled himself into the protective suit, 【When are you leaving here? 】

[Listen, Bill, McGucket is my teacher, I can't leave him here. 】

Bill let out a short, trademark sneer.

[He hasn't taught you anything in this time and space, McSuckit, ha.And what can I not teach him what he taught you, PineTree, do you want to say that a human being is smarter than the great Bill Cipher? 】

Dipper couldn't take it anymore.

[Please be quiet.I can't even hear what they're saying! 】

Wendy pulled the journal out of her backpack and interrupted McGucket's rant.

"Come on, buddy, stop acting. You're that genius writer that Dipper found all summer long, the one who wrote all the weirdness of the town in his diary. And this thing," she pulled out the rag again. laptop, handed it to McGucket, "This is yours too."

"Mine?" McGucket glanced at it and pushed back. "No, it's not mine. I'm not a genius. Everyone knows I'm a piece of shit."

"But the notebook has your name on it."

"I don't know," the old man shook his head, looking extremely helpless, "I can't remember many things in the past."

Wendy spread the logs out for McGucket to read.She turned from page to page.

"Really can't remember? You think about it again."

"Really, I..."

Wendy turned to the page with the eye drawn, and that eye was marked with a blood-red cross. Scared, McGucket jumped up, screaming and backing away.

"Blind, Blind Eye Association!"

"Varied……"

"They tampered with my mind!"

Dipper froze for a moment.

"Who did it?"

The old man was crazy and calm quickly.

"I do not remember……"

Dipper: "..."

He took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit someone.

Wendy is calmer.

"Think about it, buddy," she said, "what's the earliest thing you can remember right now?"

McGucket thought for a moment, and tore a newspaper off the wall.

"Should be this."

Newspapers read: Museum finds lost old man.

The museum was closed long ago, Wendy reached out and pulled Mabel in through the window. Dipper told everyone to keep their eyes open, not to miss any suspicious corners, and then took the lead in starting a carpet search.

"...Mabel, are you okay?" Wendy stopped Mabel, "You just passed a cat and didn't touch it."

"Um... I'm fine," she changed, looking into Wendy's eyes, "well, not fine, very bad."

Mabel and Wendy walked slowly at the end of the line.

"Wendy, do you think Dipper is... weird?"

Wendy laughed out loud.

"Honestly, Mabel, I think Dipper has always been kind of... weird. I don't mean to be sarcastic about him, he's a really good friend."

"I know that Dipper has always been a bit of a weird nerd, likes to draw words, obsessed with books, and always pretends to be an adult;" she stopped in front of the museum bulletin board with a poster of a blonde finger puppeteer, "But Wendy, No matter how strange he was, he never gave me a sense of alienation.”

"Wendy, you know what, at..."

Soos yelled suddenly, and Mabel was interrupted.

"Guys! Look!"

The girls looked in the direction of Soos' finger.A dark figure was running wildly into the depths of the museum.

Everyone chased after him without saying a word.

The black shadow was extremely fast, and the other party's shadow had long since disappeared by the time everyone chased after him.They looked at this room—it was obviously a special collection storage room, and the room was full of eyeball-shaped cultural relics, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Bill is not included.

McGucket looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where did he go?"

This is also their voice.

Where did Sombra go?

The storage room is not big, and it is just right for five people to stand here.There was only one door, the one they were after; and no windows.According to common sense, the black shadow should just be blocked in the room.

Dipper relaxes his nerves, his senses heightened by his fusion with the demon, trying to pick up every bit of the unusual in the air.He heard the sound of Soos walking, the crackling of burning logs, and the faintest sound of wind...

He turned and bent over the fireplace.

That's right, it's the wind.The characteristic whining sound of the wind passing through the tiny gaps.

There is a passage behind the fireplace, and the shadow should have run away from here.Their tracking speed is very fast, and the black shadow can escape at this tracking speed, which means that the mechanism should be in a conspicuous position, and it is at a height that can be touched by raising one's hand.

Dipper looked around.

Eyes, eyeballs, sight... sight?

He noticed that these eyes basically looked in one direction and finally intersected at a point.

"Give it a go, McGucket."

He put his hand on the fragment with the same pattern as the log, and pressed it down.

As Dipper expected, there was something hidden behind the fireplace.A long staircase goes down to the ground.

"Wow, that's cool," Wendy clenched her fist. "It's like a secret basement in some novel, full of treasures!"

"We must enter quietly!" McGucket said, "I will send out a signal when there is danger!" As he spoke, he slapped various parts of his body like a ball, very rhythmic.

However, the teammates looked like "what are you tm talking about".

[The coyotes are coming to grab our offal. 】Bill kindly translated.

[...What does this have to do with coyotes, no, what does this have to do with offal? 】

Dipper rolled his eyes—he wanted to count how many times he'd rolled them since he'd returned to Gravity Springs.Then take the lead and walk down carefully.Fortunately, there are torches around, so you don't have to worry about stepping on the air.

The end of the stairs was covered with a red velvet cloth, and a mantra-like voice came from behind. Dipper didn't seem nervous at all, and he even turned around to give Mabel a hand.

If you ask why, it's probably because... He didn't have the feeling he had when he faced Giffany last time.

Dipper named that special feeling "alarm bell". If the "alarm bell" does not ring, it means that the opposite is either a human being or a supernatural creature that picks its feet, and there is no need to panic.The former is more likely now.

He quietly opened a gap.Six men in red robes read something around a treasure chest, and they wore hoods with a "Blind Society" symbol drawn on them.

Although the scene is very mysterious, why does Dipper think that the outfits of these people are so similar to what his students said, the FFF group?

[FFF group?what is that?A new paranormal society? 】

[No, it's the singles playing around. 】

The six put their hands on the treasure chest, they pronounced the last syllable, and then removed their hands from it.

"So," a man stepped forward, "what is the theme of this meeting?"

"This woman!"

Two men in red robes came out of the darkness. They pushed a woman and put her on a chair.One of them took off the woman's hood.

Mabel gasped slightly.

"Lazy Susan?"

They tied up LazySusan.The man in the red robe who looked like the leader asked:

"What did you see?"

"Uh, a bunch of little, bearded things, in front of my restaurant..."

"Okay, okay, we got it," the red-robed leader opened the treasure chest, "you won't be like this for too long."

The red-robed leader turned his back to them, and he couldn't see what he took out for the time being.The other red-robed men pulled their hoods tightly, as if they were very afraid of that thing.

The scene was very tense, even if Lazy Susan complained that the red-robed leader brought out something like a hair dryer, it could not relieve the tense atmosphere.Even Bill is infected:

[These idiots don't really have anything special, like Pharaoh's staff or something. 】

Dipper mentally scanned the subconscious space, and speechlessly found that Bill was sitting upright on the beanbag sofa, holding a large handful of popcorn, staring at the big screen intently (what Dipper saw was shown inside, first-person perspective , like a live broadcast). Bill looks like he's climaxing in a frothy show right now.

The red-robed leader took out that thing and shot a blue beam at Lazy Susan's face.

Dipper's face changed for the first time since returning to Gravity Springs.

"Dipper?" Mabel whispered.

He covered his head, cold sweat dripping from his brow.

"Are you okay, Dipper?"

He gritted his teeth, but gently pushed away Mabel's hand that was trying to support him; he tried to adjust his breathing, and after the pain passed a little, he smiled at Mabel.

Dipper's face was still dripping with sweat.

"I'm fine."

The pain just now was not caused by him.

It's Bill.

Bill turned from yellow to red almost as soon as he saw it, and he let out a bestial growl.Immediately afterwards, the pain spread all over his body, as if he had been smashed into pieces, every piece of flesh and every nerve was howling.

It took all of Dipper's strength to keep himself from falling.

That was Bill's pain. Dipper guessed it.That was the pain when Bill was wiped out by the amnestic gun.

Dipper was still breathing heavily, his back almost drenched in cold sweat.

But he didn't speak.

So is Bill.

The conversation between the red-robed leader and Lazy Susan is still going on, but they are all conversations to confirm whether the memory has been cleared.After confirming that LazySusan's memory about the dwarves had been washed out, the red-robed man who brought her took her away again.

The guys in the back were arguing about LazySusan's eye makeup, and Dipper felt very tired.

The red-robed leader said that he would save Lazy Susan's memory, then opened the amnestic gun and took out her memory tube from behind.

"We will preserve your memory in the Hall of Oblivion."

He put the memory tube into the transmission pipeline amidst the man in red's incantation, and after confirming that the memory tube was transported successfully, the leader announced the adjournment of the meeting.

It seems that there is not only one exit from the eyeball storage room, the people in red go to their colleagues one after another while walking elsewhere.I don't know if it was their luck that no one left them. Dipper heaved a sigh of relief, it is naturally good to avoid unnecessary fighting.

When everyone was gone, he opened the curtain and walked to the middle of the secret room,

This secret room is not small, judging from the decoration style, it should be some years old.But Dipper didn't care what period the building was, and he went straight for the amnestic gun.

Bill suddenly said: [PineTree. 】

【Ah, I know. ] He gripped the gun tightly.

[This thing must be in our hands. 】

"Your memory is supposed to be wiped by this," Dipper turned to McGucket, gun in hand. He looked invulnerable, like every kid who cares about the elderly, "if we can find the Society of the Blind Where you hide it, we can restore your memory."

He thought of a way in a blink of an eye.

"Wendy, Mabel, you two stay in the Chamber of Secrets, make sure the guy in the robe doesn't come back, and the amnestics are for your self-defense; Soos, you and I and McGucket go find the Hall of Oblivion."

Soos was about to nod, but the hat was sucked away by the transmission pipe. Dipper froze for a second, then was ecstatic.

"Quick! Let's follow the hat!"

After all the boys had left, the two girls sat one on the other and lay down, very imageless.They continued the topic they had interrupted.

Mabel lay on the ground, holding Wendy's hat to her face.

"I really don't understand, Wendy, why Dipper is like me now."

Wendy spread her hands.

"Are you overthinking it, Mabel? I think... Dipper is the same as before."

"He moved out."

"...come on, Mabel, he just moved downstairs. And you're both 12 years old, it's not a big deal for him to move out."

Mabel sat up, and she held the hat in her arms.

"But Wendy, you know, that room was discovered by Dipper and I a long time ago. He had the opportunity to move in, but he turned it down. I understand he moved out, but why would he want to move in again after refusing for so long? Changed your mind?"

Wendy touched her chin.

"Hmm...maybe it's better to move out after careful consideration. I think with Dipper's character, he can make a table that is as long as one end of the room and the other end, and fill in his All the factors that can be considered, and finally analyze whether to move out based on the form. He can write the form for a long time.”

Mabel lay back.

"Okay ok, you convinced me. But what about the mermaid?"

"what is that?"

Mabel sat up in a startled dying state.

"Mermaid! The upper body is a human, the lower body is a fish, very handsome, I gave him my first kiss! And Dipper's."

"...Clam?! Dipper? Mermaid?! Dipper is he gay?!"

"Uh, no," Mabel touched his nose, patching up his brother's sexuality, "artificial respiration, artificial respiration."

Wendy looked quite shaken.

Mabel tried to skip the question.

"So, to sum up, Wendy, a mermaid appeared on your vacation, don't you remember? But I asked him to share the letter that the mermaid sent me this morning, and Dipper was very dazed, as if he didn't remember the mermaid at all. .”

"...No, Mabel, if I were Dipper, I'd probably try to forget about kissing a man, and the same goes for artificial respiration."

Seeing that her point of view was overturned by Wendy one by one, Mabel did not give up.

"Then in the car just now, Dipper asked where to go..."

Wendy couldn't laugh or cry.

"Dipper hasn't been to McGucket's house, so it's normal to ask casually, Mabel. Dipper likes to ask questions sometimes, don't you know him best?"

Mabel was completely defeated.

Wendy moved over and put her arms around her friend's shoulders.

"I think you might be overly sensitive, man. Since when did you start thinking?"

"...After that incident at the theater."

Wendy knew about that - Dipper was possessed by a demon named Bill and almost never came back.

"You may be too nervous," Wendy said softly, "You may be too self-blaming, too nervous, and too worried."

"...Is that so?"

"Hmm. That's what I think."

Mabel opened her mouth, she felt that what Wendy said made sense.

In fact, there was one more thing she didn't tell the girl.

She felt that Dipper was becoming less and less interested in finding the author of the journal. He used to spend days wandering the forest, following the instructions of the journal.But now he often locked himself in his room, doing experiments that she couldn't even understand.

Maybe, as Wendy said, she was thinking too much.Maybe Dipper has found a new method, which is more efficient than running around in the forest.

Mabel gave her friend a big hug.

"You make a lot of sense, thank you, Wendy!"

While the girls were chatting about little secrets, Dipper and the others were following the hat closely.The thing was so fast that even the demon's vision could barely keep up.

…No, Dipper gritted his teeth, this is too slow.I don't know when those members will come back. Mabel and the others are very dangerous. Although they have amnestic guns to protect them, the opponents are so many after all...

【PineTree! 】

Dipper snapped awake. Soos noticed his strangeness, and his friend turned around:

"What's wrong Dipper?"

"……nothing."

He smiled at Soos, trying to pull the wings back.Fortunately, the wings only drilled a little bit, and the front is completely invisible.If it weren't for the scream of the triangle demon, he might have already flew up and chased the hat.

...damn demonic instincts.

[…Thanks Bill. 】

The demon stuffed a popcorn into his mouth.

[I don't do business that loses money, what can you thank me for? 】

[Okay, okay, you profiteer.One-time priority use of the body. 】

【This is what you said. 】

If it wasn't for the running, Dipper would have rolled his eyes at him.He moved his fingers and threw the bronze exhibit in the opposite corridor to the ground to attract the attention of the pursuers.Then he answered Bill absent-mindedly:

【certainly. 】

They followed the hat into the tunnel, slid down the transmission pipe, and finally came to the hall of oblivion.

It was a very large hall, no smaller than the one where Mabel and the others were.It's just that there are more messy things, and the pipes are densely shuttled, making the room very crowded.

"We need to find McGucket's memory quickly." But...

Dipper rubbed between his brows.

There are too many memory tubes, all over the place.He could kick them with just a move of his foot.And there are mounds of memory tubes near the walls...Jesus.

【Is there no magic that can directly find McGucket's memory...】 He asked without any hope.

[What do you think of magic as a universal wishing machine? 】

Dipper sighed.

He resigned to his fate and walked to the pile of glass, rummaging through it with his hands like Soos and the others.The boy was a little emotional, God knows how long it has been since he found something by himself.After returning to the past, he basically used magic to directly let the objects hang in the air, and then looked at them one by one.Efficiency is much higher than rummaging.

"Pacifica, LazySusan, oh this is Robbie's." Dipper put Robbie's memory aside, "What are these guys doing with all these memories? Maybe they shot the whole town with that gun. Soos, have you found McGucket's memory yet?"

"Sorry buddy, no."

Dipper got more irritable.

Suddenly McGucket yelled, drawing his attention back.

"Look guys! I found my memory! Soos your hat is here too!"

Soos took full advantage of being an adult and left Dipper behind in a few steps.He said it was good, and picked up the hat and put it back on. McGucket giggled, and Dipper was horrified to find that the old man was about to remove the memory tube from the statue just as he was relieved.

"Hey, hurry up—"

late.Almost as soon as McGucket removed the memory tube, the alarm went off and on, the red light flashing on and off.

"Oops," Dipper said decisively, "McGucket take your memory, let's run away!"

In this time and space, no one can catch the demon. Dipper practically does a Temple Run in real life — and shit luck.It seemed to Soos that his friends had always anticipated danger, leading them around twisting corridors, just in time to dodge pursuers every time.After Dipper didn't know how many times he flew over the wall and stunned the members with antiques, Soos still couldn't hold back.

"Dude, aren't you a nerd?"

"Well... you know," Dipper put the bronze vase back in place, "human potential is limitless in the face of adversity."

Soos scratched his neck.

"Then why can't I?"

Dipper stared at his figure in silence for a while, before choosing to change the subject.

"By the way, why didn't I see McGucket?"

The two looked at each other for five seconds.

"McGucket!"

The members carried McGucket and tied him to the two girls.The red-robed leader looked at the door and asked after confirming that no one came back:

"What about the fat man and the child?"

The man shook his head.

"... Forget it, let's deal with them first." The red-robed leader typed letters into the amnestic gun, "There are two people left to deal with."

Wendy tried several times, but couldn't break free.She has a bad temper, staring at the group of people:

"Who the hell are you freaks in bathrobes!"

"First of all, I want to clarify that this is not a bathrobe," the red-robed leader explained. "Since you are about to forget all this, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

As the red-robed leader's voice fell to the ground, the members behind him took off their hoods one after another.They were taken aback.

Wendy knew these faces - Gravity Springs wasn't a big town in the first place, but it was the residents after all.

"Jesus... Toby? Mr. Gleeful? And... are you the one who married Woodpecker?"

The red-robed leader also took off his hood.

"That's right, it's a town resident. You may not have seen me, and you won't remember me if you do. I'm BlindIvan! We're the Blind Society!"

"What the hell is your blind association doing?"

"Don't you understand?" Ivan shook the amnestic gun in his hand, "There are too many supernatural events happening in this town, in order to make them live happily. Our Blind Association was born—don't ask me who founded it Who is it, I can’t remember for a long time. We use the erasing gun left by the founder to eradicate the memory of the residents who saw supernatural events, so that they will not be troubled by fear.”

Mabel was shocked by the smugness in his words.

"...Do you want us, no, people whose memory will be erased to thank you?"

"It is best to have gratitude, but we are used to being unknown.