Aug 01, 2011 17:58
M'back.
[He waits a while before speaking again, gaze occasionally switching from the ceiling to the ground. He's paler than normal, eyes a bit more sunken, breath a bit shaky. He'd died once already, but dying in Nautilus was...different. It took a real toll on you...]
What do you--
[Deep breath.]
What...do you do 'round here when someone...goes to sleep...? For good...
† dallas winston