It's so cold. And the thing about cold is that you never get used to it. Not after hours. Not after years. The cold would have gotten you before the hunger did, if this place wasn't what it is. If you weren't what you are. If you could die.
There is a loud thud to your left. You look up, but dully, because you already know what it signifies. Another
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This is one way to get out, I suppose. Did you save them?
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No. No, I didn't. I couldn't save him.
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...and what are you, then?
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Ahh, well, I'm a mage, if that's what you're asking.
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I'm very sorry, Chrome-chan. Apparently this little thing can play... rather cruel pranks.
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...Do you need to be with someone right now?
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I'm... [The word "fine" hovers on the tip of his tongue, along with a smile, but he can't manage either.] ...yes.
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[ Did you save him? goes unasked. ]
Such determination...
[ He shakes his head, deciding against saying anything further on the matter. ]
The dream has passed, at least. I am sorry for trespassing upon it.
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[Waves his hand in an attempt to act cheerful and nonchalant, but it looks stiff and unnatural.] Don't worry. It's hardly your fault. I do apologize for the unpleasantness.
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[ He returns that smile, though his eyes remain downcast. ]
You will be all right?
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[Hell yes, he is unsettled, and he's trying way too hard not to show it. Part of it is probably that he wants to dream the horrible dream all over again, just to hear his twin's voice again.]
Ahh, I'll be... [He shudders.] I'll manage. After all, it is not as if any of us can escape our pasts.
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