You're a strange one, [ he observes, though his tone isn't precisely unkind. Fear can useful in certain amounts, healthy amounts; a fear of death keeps people smart, and being able to push past that has made him, and others like him, dangerous when needed. And it begs the question, doesn't it, about what sort of people would resister her, when she claims to be fighting against the end of all life.
There's no way of telling. Not when they're both here, and very far from home.
He shrugs. Rubs his thumb along the rim of the glass just to feel the texture of it. ]
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There's no way of telling. Not when they're both here, and very far from home.
He shrugs. Rubs his thumb along the rim of the glass just to feel the texture of it. ]
Suppose I should ask your name, now.