[ because just knowing it happened - and, in his reality, waking up to find him gone - had almost been worse.
but - if they're sort of near each other, he scoots over and gently takes rynlan's hand if he'll let him, giving it a squeeze, worried and sympathetic. ]
...Obviously, I can't blame you. I think I would have... done the same. [ another little squeeze ] It... was relieving, to know it was fake, wasn't it?
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[he's quiet a few moments, there, before he finishes the thought.]
Suppose I didn't have to either, but-- don't know how I could've taken another option.
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[ because just knowing it happened - and, in his reality, waking up to find him gone - had almost been worse.
but - if they're sort of near each other, he scoots over and gently takes rynlan's hand if he'll let him, giving it a squeeze, worried and sympathetic. ]
...Obviously, I can't blame you. I think I would have... done the same. [ another little squeeze ] It... was relieving, to know it was fake, wasn't it?
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...it was.
The fake one, he- I found him with a sword wound through him. Looked like he didn't fight at all. He bled out, while I was holding on to him.
[he's still so, so relieved it was just fake.]