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[Wirt has never addressed the network directly, or on purpose. He's never felt the need to, and he's not much of a public broadcast kind of guy. The whole public speaking thing usually leaves him weak in the knees, but this is different. It's an emergency.]

H-Has-- Has anyone seen my brother, Greg?

[Wirt quickly turns the camera away from himself and shows the room behind him. The view is shaky, due to his unsteady hands, but it gets the point across - it's back to the default, like Greg was never there at all. Even his frog is nowhere to be found.]

I-I-I...sure he runs off on his own a lot, but-- but! But I would have heard from him by now, o-or there would be some sign of him somewhere, right? It's like he just...disappeared, out of nowhere! Spirited away somewhere!

[He's panicking. He's absolutely panicking and he's still kind of half-expecting Greg to just pop out somewhere and be like "Oh hey Wirt! I wound a WAY better room!" or something. Wirt knots his fingers in his hair, which knocks his hat slightly out of place. He can't help thinking of every horrible possibility. Didn't someone say there was a serial killer on the loose, or a cannibal or something? Or what if he's hurt somewhere, or worse? Does that make all your things disappear? Wirt hasn't been in Wonderland long enough to know.]

He...H-He's about this tall. [Wirt gestures accordingly, bending down a little.] He's six years old, a-and he's-- teakettle! He's been wearing a teakettle on his head! And there's...there's this frog he's been carrying around everywhere - I think his name's James right now? Greg might've changed it by now b-but you can't really miss them. Has anyone seen them? Anyone? Please, if someone knows where he is...!

[They're not going to know. Greg's gone. Greg's gone and this is useless. Wirt looks down, not sure what else to ask, or what else to do. But, there's only one thing he can do.]

I...I have to go. But please, if anyone sees him, let me know? Um, thank you. ...I appreciate it.

[He shoves the device in his pocket, but forgets to shut it off. The last few seconds on his broadcast are just the sound of Wirt running as fast as he can down the hall. There's only one place he hasn't looked yet, so maybe...maybe he's in the woods, where they first arrived.]

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[Kaneki tilts his head a little bit. What he says next is said in a tone that's almost curious, rather than accusing.]

Isn't it a little arrogant to think that way?

What? No...I mean, I don't think it is?

[At least, it's not something he ever thought to be guilty about.]

It's kind of hard to prove something will never happen? I mean, just because people have gone home before doesn't mean everybody automatically will. A-At the very least we could be stuck here for years!

You can't prove that it will happen, either. You could go home tomorrow, Wirt-kun, or right after you step through the doorway.

[Kaneki's not naturally optimistic, but he does try to be rational. Of course, it's easy to do that when he's not the one freaking out.]

It isn't much, but I believe your brother will be okay. When you see him again, he'll be just like he was when you last saw him.

[Wirt hates all of this uncertainty. He just wishes he had a way to know for sure that things would be alright, that Greg is okay and that he'll eventually get home.]

...I guess so. I really hope that's true.

[He doesn't sound very convinced, but pessimism is probably better than outright panic, right?]

I'm sorry I don't have anything more encouraging to tell you.

[He really is. :( See this sad face?]

[He sees it, and he feels kind of bad it's his fault.]

It's okay. I don't know if anyone's going to have anything encouraging, honestly.

[Depressing, but kind of true. Wirt turns to leave, but he hesitates before looking back.]

Uh, just...let me know if you do see him, okay?

[Kaneki nods.]

I will. I promise.

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