[He shakes his head slowly, still trying to digest this. He'd like to think he's grown used to death after everything he's seen in life, but learning that someone he considers a friend is dead... That's not something he's prepared for. As such, he's only really half listening when she continues.]
...You wouldn't deserve that. And, anyway, nothin' like that even exists.
[He says that with confidence, despite having no way to prove that.]
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...You wouldn't deserve that. And, anyway, nothin' like that even exists.
[He says that with confidence, despite having no way to prove that.]