[Simon shakes his head--omg, he's alive?! And well, too, it seems. Looks no worse for the wear except for his eyes--he hasn't slept since waking up in his bed.]
I had... a weird dream last night, guys. I dreamed Michael Trinity... I dreamed he killed me...
It was really...
[A deep sigh]
I think I'm worrying too much about Teppelin... Maybe I should
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I'm sure as hell not going through that again! I don't care what it takes, but I'm only going to let you die if I happen to take you down in battle! You're not allowed to die before then!
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I couldn't stand the thought of you being dead, by someone else's hands or however you feel like taking that. I don't want to have to go through it again.
I mean it when I say I'm not letting you die again.
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... Don't worry.
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That's good enough for me. [And just for good measure he stresses his point one more time, so no one got the wise idea he actually cared about Simon; you can nearly hear the smirk in his tone]
I meant what I said.
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I guess I'm living forever.
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