Medium · Volition ≥ 4
He subdues the feeling. Dusts himself off and moves on. So should you. There will be other chances.
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He subdues the feeling. Dusts himself off and moves on. So should you. There will be other chances.
In honour of your shit, lieutenant-yefreitor. Which you kept together in the face of total, unrelenting terror. Day after day. Second by second.
Stop, you're only making it worse for him -- you never help with anything.
I can't help you. I am totally useless. Everything I've said is lies. I want the exact same bad things you want. To stand here, like a pillar of salt, saying...
But you don't even want to talk to her! She would only be cold and mean. Let her go.
And your mind healing too. Weaving itself back into shape.
Harry... I know there's not much to say -- but if nothing else, just remember that you've made it this far. And it's just a bit farther now. Let's finish this.
Just leave it alone. He clearly doesn't want to share this with you.
This must be the most annoying thing you've ever heard -- it feels like someone defecating right into your ear.
This radio station is even worse than Cuno -- it feels like someone defecating right into your ear.