[ Maybe. Maybe it doesn't matter, in the grand scheme of things; it's a personal thing, where he has to know how he's here. It was resolved. He could have finally moved on.
Or that had been the plan. His plans really stuttered at the end.
The pleasantry is so bothersome, even when it's faked. The mask, or what he perceives as a mask, only has him very briefly twitching his fingers. ]
Mm. [ Taking a very small step forwards. He looks him over once more, searching for something--not something on the surface, and after a couple of seconds he's not finding it. ] How are you alive?
[ Take that as you will, McGilly...my phone autocorrected it and I'm keeping it. ]
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Or that had been the plan. His plans really stuttered at the end.
The pleasantry is so bothersome, even when it's faked. The mask, or what he perceives as a mask, only has him very briefly twitching his fingers. ]
Mm. [ Taking a very small step forwards. He looks him over once more, searching for something--not something on the surface, and after a couple of seconds he's not finding it. ] How are you alive?
[ Take that as you will, McGilly...my phone autocorrected it and I'm keeping it. ]