[he fumbles to get a grip on the communicator with his shaky hand, raising his arm to his mouth to cough some blood up on the back of his sleeve before finally facing the camera]
Even so. Even if... Charles wishes it were otherwise...
We have to make the best of it, you know? [He's usually more-- in denial optimistic than this. He can usually do better, he really can, but the words seem so far away now, weighed down between the movement of the seal and the heavy, leaden hopelessness of the city.]
Ch--!
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Damn it...
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OKAY he wasn't expecting that. Dude, your heart is SITTING on the FLOOR.]
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Are you-- Do you need help?
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[there's some more hacking, and he momentarily covers his mouth by turning his head to bury his face in his shoulder]
Yes, but you can't do anything.
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I can try.
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There isn't anything in the city--
I--
[Pause, and then a low breath.]
Even so. Even if... Charles wishes it were otherwise...
We have to make the best of it, you know? [He's usually more-- in denial optimistic than this. He can usually do better, he really can, but the words seem so far away now, weighed down between the movement of the seal and the heavy, leaden hopelessness of the city.]
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