When MARS asked me whom I was bringing with myself to meet him– I apparently thought only to come with Tim. However, something changed in the plan.
Well, because now it was me, Tim and… you guessed it right. Enzo. He wanted to come along and eventually I ended up giving up on his stubborn request– though it wasn't actually a request.
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