[He feels that, some of the anger and frustration. It's coiling in him too, tired and ugly. There's a numbness, too. He's become conditioned to accepting death, but he doesn't like having to tap into it.]
We're a little bit powerless, and it's awful. All we can do is reduce the pain others feel by whatever means we can.
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[He feels that, some of the anger and frustration. It's coiling in him too, tired and ugly. There's a numbness, too. He's become conditioned to accepting death, but he doesn't like having to tap into it.]
We're a little bit powerless, and it's awful. All we can do is reduce the pain others feel by whatever means we can.
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[ Softly. ]
But you're right.
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[It would all just be some pointless waste.]
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Also, I... owe you an apology.
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[Something happened there.]
But I got the impression it was drawn from memories. Mine, maybe? But possibly Beauregard or even Mollymauk.
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[ She frowns, a little worried. ]
All of us were separated near the end... I don't know if they experienced what I did, but...
[ If they did, she seems even more concerned. ]