[He thought he was fine. After all, he popped out of the portal in a heap with everyone else, and he was fine. Whole. Not bleeding out, not... with heavy limbs, and seeing red behind his eyes.
After all, he's died before.
But Dan Heng is real and solid, and he's warm, and the air is unseasonably cold this morning, and he realizes—he realizes he can't do this again.
He can't leave him again.
He can't die like that again.]
I-I'm sorry. [He whispers it with such penitence.] I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I'm...
[He's incapable of saying much else at the moment, as his trembling is interrupted by quiet, violent sobs.]
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After all, he's died before.
But Dan Heng is real and solid, and he's warm, and the air is unseasonably cold this morning, and he realizes—he realizes he can't do this again.
He can't leave him again.
He can't die like that again.]
I-I'm sorry. [He whispers it with such penitence.] I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I'm...
[He's incapable of saying much else at the moment, as his trembling is interrupted by quiet, violent sobs.]