[Yuca's quiet tones flicker on- there's no screening posts, no goodbyes, no nothing. He's not been dealing kindly with the past few weeks, and his layers of priestliness and innocent masks have all but been stripped away by the onslaught of memory.
And if Adstring really is over, then he won't have to worry about keeping secrets anyway.]It won't
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I never wanted us to say goodbye like this.
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There is no beauty here.
Tell me that they'll kill us, Alphonse. Tell me that they'll kill us all. [There's not even hope in his voice anymore.]
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I can't, Yuca. I wish I could tell you what you want to hear.
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Looks like... you die as a mortal, after all.
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