[It’s a late night post, a video display of Zack from his chin on down, facing a clear glass bowl with a golden fish idly swimming in lackadaisical circles. He really needs to put more stuff in there, you know. Fake plastic trees. Treasure chests. Something. Gil has to get bored with just those precious rocks given to him from small, kind hands…]
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You won't have to worry about forever.
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What else do you remember, Zack?
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The Medicine Seller may have something for that injury of yours. How did that happen, I wonder...?
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[Bad question is bad.]
Just had a run in with someone. Not a big deal. It won't kill me, promise.
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Who did it to you? I want to know.
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It's my fight. I can handle it. Don't worry, okay?
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[He keeps quiet about Scar. He has to. Because a few of his friends are gone too and he's worried.]
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Sorry 'bout that. Guess I've just had a lot on my mind. I'll get to it soon, promise!
[A pause.]
Hey, how've you been recently, anyway?
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[There's a tired smile that's audible in his voice.] Tired, finally finished with the packs I was making... Bit sick too from my dip in the water a few days ago.
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[Frowns.] You, ah, weren't dipping in the sea, were you...?
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A swordsman with one hand is not much of one.
[do you want gangrene or something? god.]
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Hey! I still have two hands! It's.... just not at a hundred percent yeeeet!
[Note the "YET", you know, 'cause that's important.]
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It won't get that bad. Takes more than that to take me out.
[He hopes.]
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Can you imagine infinity?
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[He's quiet for a moment, before...] I don't think we're supposed to be able to.
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