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"I'm her husband. Why is this so interesting?" He asked.
"No. You don't. Her family does." Narrowleaf said, getting up.
"No... I'll leave. I have a daughter." He replied.
"Who are you? Where's Brisk? What do you want with her?" He asked.
"Then I'll just stay here." He replied. "...Unless you answer my questions."
"So... Are you going to answer my questions?" Narrowleaf asked the voices.
Narrowleaf put his head on the ground. "...What is it?" He asked.
Narrowleaf sighed. "If I'm just going to sit here and rot, can you tell me where Brisk is?" He asked.
"And do what? You've taken everything I love away from me." He said.
"Now what are you going to do to me?" He asked. "Keep me here forever?"
"I don't care. Just kill me." He said. "...Let me be with her."
"Fine. I'll just die here." He said, lying down.
'Wh-What is that?" He asked. "Just tell me that."
"Buck you!!" Narrowleaf screamed, transforming back into a pony. "Shut up!!"
"Shut up!!" Narrowleaf said. "You wouldn't be laughing if your wife or husband was taken from you!!"
"Who are you?" Narrowleaf asked. "Please... Just answer me..."
"Please... Tell me where she is." Narrowleaf begged.
"Wh-Who are you?!!" Narrowleaf asked. "And what'd you do to Brisk?!"
"Brisk..?" Narrowleaf called. "Can you hear me?"
"Lies. My amnesia has been cured. Now get away." Narrowleaf replied.
