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cam didn't get mal's logic at all. cutesy seemed just fine to him. it was the short, lifeless names that disturbed him, like his own. it had no ring to it, no melody. i dunno what to call myself, he replied, rather sullenly.

his eyes widened a little as mal confirmed (sort of) his origins in elysium, though he painted a different picture than what cam was used to. he hadn't said anything overly offensive, though. innocent as ever, cam decided to push it with perhaps the worst possible question in this scenario —

why?