[Oh, no zap, that's a surprise. So a questionnaire with no stakes? Odd, and odder still that Junpei thinks it's odd, he figures. He's glad Charles wasn't zapped for lying, at least.]

Seriously? Everything else that happened that week, and Extreme 20 Questions really was just... regular 20 Questions?

[Actually, that kind of pisses him off! People died— both of them sitting here died, even, and he could have just been answering stupid questions with strangers instead? Fuck the gnosia, and the town, and the shitty locals who have the gall to act like all the Chosen have done something wrong now—

Whatever. He's fine. Frowning at the blanket, but fine.]

I don't think this place is ever going to make any sense. But, uh, yeah, making shit up sounds like the best option.