[ he's already frowning because he hates this - yes, it's their new reality, that death is only a breath away, even more so than normal, but... gale can probably see it in his face, how troubled he looks. an inhale, an exhale. his gaze flick to the words, and he swallows. ]
Mr. Gale, I... I really hate this. [ really! a lot! it's bad! he hates the idea of him getting murdered and then thrown off into some dark pit somewhere like a bomb, not like an actual, real human being. but, he swallows, and nods, after. ] It feels so futile to say that I hope it won't - I wish there was more I could do, to...
Please do stand, I feel a bit terrible making you take a knee and such.
[ well, it's either the pit or resurrection, and they took his scroll on arrival!! so, that's no longer an option. ]
You're quite kind to say so, but do understand, I didn't-- Nothing about the situation is anyone's fault but my own. And therefore I wouldn't want it to cause harm to anyone besides myself.
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Mr. Gale, I... I really hate this. [ really! a lot! it's bad! he hates the idea of him getting murdered and then thrown off into some dark pit somewhere like a bomb, not like an actual, real human being. but, he swallows, and nods, after. ] It feels so futile to say that I hope it won't - I wish there was more I could do, to...
[ stop it? protect him? mmf. ]
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[ well, it's either the pit or resurrection, and they took his scroll on arrival!! so, that's no longer an option. ]
You're quite kind to say so, but do understand, I didn't-- Nothing about the situation is anyone's fault but my own. And therefore I wouldn't want it to cause harm to anyone besides myself.