Medium · Volition ≥ 4
Of course, this isn't some punch-out competition. You just want to leave a harmless bruise.
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
590 · Voice lines
Of course, this isn't some punch-out competition. You just want to leave a harmless bruise.
Your attention detaches. The voices of the young men fade away. It's a cool evening, you notice.
See? There are plenty of ways to find meaning in life. You don't need booze to feel alive.
You didn't have to do that, you know. There were other options...
The last time you saw the lieutenant this upset was after that thing you said in the church...
You could stay a while longer, if you wanted.
There's really no point. You're beginning to feel like the little child who refuses to come down off the carousel.
This is it, there's no turning back, no more pussyfooting about. You have to choose, once and for all.
Just let it all out. This might be your last chance.
Uh oh, you've never seen the lieutenant this wound up before...
No, no. You can't let them give you the runaround.
Well -- you shouldn't. You shouldn't come back to this anymore. Stop talking about it, please.