But he's silent for a moment, staring forward, eyes unfocused. Maybe he's just imagining it. Maybe it's something wrong with things because of where they've ended up. But the hole's back, his psyche incomplete, no answer when he calls. His fingers twitch for a second...
Then he punches the nearest wall.]
He-- he's gone! He can't be bloody gone, not again...!
[It should be pretty obvious who he's talking about.
Where's that garbage can, maybe he should go kick it too...]
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But he's silent for a moment, staring forward, eyes unfocused. Maybe he's just imagining it. Maybe it's something wrong with things because of where they've ended up. But the hole's back, his psyche incomplete, no answer when he calls. His fingers twitch for a second...
Then he punches the nearest wall.]
He-- he's gone! He can't be bloody gone, not again...!
[It should be pretty obvious who he's talking about.
Where's that garbage can, maybe he should go kick it too...]