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There were very clear differences between False and False, thank you very much. The main one was the googles, and the one everybody quickly refered to when trying to distinguish them.

The ability to sleep in complete silence was another one, False of Cogsmead found out after talking to her doppelganger.

The night was so quiet, in fact, that in rare moments of concentration False could hear the sound of golems being burnt into ingots, way too many blocks away. Jimmy, instead, was quiet as a mouse and did not let a single sound out, even while sleeping in the same room.

It made False uncomfortable. Someone so quiet, even in his sleep... if he really wanted, he could kill her before she even realised.

But he wouldn't, she scolded her brain. Jimmy was a friend, and friends didn't murder each other.

Katherine had promised so, at least.

Not if the other didn't want them to.

And Jimmy definetely was a friend. He had offered her to stay in Tumble Town if she needed to, and was even here, keeping an eye for her!

On her.

Tomato, Tomatoes.

They had all agreed it was for both Falses' protection.

(except the Falses, of course)

But, while False the Hermit had confessed her how much she had been needing a quiet place to catch sleep, False of Cogsmead had never been one to go down easy, and truth be told, the silence was just an excuse.

If it wasn't the silence, then it would be the noise, and if neither, then the promise of nightmares, or the faint sound of a clock ticking that she knew was waiting for her as soon as she fell unconscious.

(She shouldn't be hearing the tick any longer. That one was probably an invention of her sleep deprived brain)

(if there was something False hated, then it was a vicious cycle)

Most of her sleeping hours nowadays consisted on her fainting, but nobody had to know that. She was being too much of a burden right now, with everyone taking turns to make sure she wasn't alone, and there were only so many enchantments she could offer in return.

With how indebted she was becoming, her economy was a dead man walking at this point.

But, there was someone out there she didn't owe, and she could be (almost) sure no longer wanted to see her dead.

Someone who, right now, was laying on a white bed just a few blocks away from her.

False looked at Jimmy. The last thing she wanted to do was worry him, or get him in trouble. She wasn't supposed to go see her, that was the whole point of this arrangement.

But she really wanted to.

False had been on her own since she had memory, and she had been fine. One more secret wasn't going to hurt. Blind eyes led to a healthy heart, right?

Sure.

This time, instead of throwing a paper between the fences of the window, she half shouted, half whispered at her to open up.

And, as she had guessed, she did.

Unlike a couple of days ago, False The Hermit looked like she had been in bed for a long while, most of her usual attire discarded and eyes heavy with sleep. Her hair was a mess, too, and she realized her head was devoided of her usual googles.

For a brief moment panic seized her, because she wasn't wearing hers either, and how were people meant to distinguish them like that? But then she realized how dumb it was to worry about it now, given the context, and let her anxiety fade away.

"Did you need something?" False asked her, after a while, and she realised she had been staring.

False Of Cogsmead shook her head, trying to get her ideas in order. "No. I mean, yes. Well, not really, I- uh..."

She just stared at her while she tried to come up with a response. At some point, she must have walked out of the tower, because she was now holding False by the side of her arms, waiting for her to let her talk.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" It seemed like a simple enough question to start.

False sighed, taking a step away from her hold and towards the edge of the bridge.

When she had built it, she had thought that there couldn't possibly be a better view of her empire. Her opinion hadn't changed since.

"I'm anxious all the time, and I think it's even worse than before. Because then at least I had something to worry about, but now..." she made a gesture with her hands.

"Now?" False encouraged.

"Now it just feels like I'm just waiting for people to turn on me without doing anything. Do you... Does it happen to you?"

She had to be honest, right?

"Not really" she responded.

"Ah"

"But," False continued, "to be fair, for having only like two months worth of memories, you had a rough time. I think it's understandable"

The hermit bumped lightly against her side, trying to cheer her up.

"Do you think someone is after you?"

That was a good question to ask someone who couldn't sleep because of paranoia, right? False was definetely not making it worse, right? Right?

False of Cogsmead laughed.

For the love of crafting, please let that be a good sign.

"Literally everyone," she told her with a grin that did not make the other False feel any better. "Well..."

The hermit pressed at her grimace. "What?"

"I'm not anxious about you turning on me, which is ironic because out of everyone you were the one with most chances of trying to kill me" She pointed at the spy tower at their side. "I... I think it's because of it. Like, everyone keeps telling me about how they are my friends and all, but you know. You never know if they really mean it, or why they say that kind of thing when- My point is, you? I feel like at least I would see it coming"

False blinked at the confession, trying to think of something at least sort of apropiate to respond.

"I feel honored," she finally settled for.

The emperor laughed.

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