[He breathes a steady exhale and nods, eyes lowering. Eleven turns his concentration inward, reaching deep in a pull for vestiges of power. Flickers, drying up in much the same way, then shivering over his skin. He shudders and blinks back to attention]
You'll need someone more powerful then. [There is one person he can think of, but given the method, it feels like asking a bit too much] Sorry I couldn't be much help.
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You'll need someone more powerful then. [There is one person he can think of, but given the method, it feels like asking a bit too much] Sorry I couldn't be much help.