[ What a surprisingly human reaction, from someone who insists that he is only a machine. So simple a statement carries with it so much weight, suffocating in the sheer gravity of it, and Arenvald know this feeling all too well. It settled in his bones hungry night after hungry night spent on the streets of Ala Mhigo, curled in the darkness and pleading with whatever gods would listen while all the while he felt like he was wasting away. It took him by the heart and held fast while the halls of the Waking Sands were swarming with Imperial soldiers, the report of gunfire ricocheting off the walls, comrades and loved ones both left bleeding and broken on the stone floor.
Please, I don’t want to die. ]
You’re not going to die. I’m going to get you to safety Connor, I promise.
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Please, I don’t want to die. ]
You’re not going to die. I’m going to get you to safety Connor, I promise.