[ He's not usually one to accept help, but given the circumstances, he grabs Wrath's hand and tries to get his body to stop being so tense. So cold. It hasn't betrayed him since the train, so he was hoping he could keep that going for longer than this. ]
It wanted... why? [ What if he had? It's another few beats of silence before he's settled enough to say what needs to be said. He didn't snap out of it until Wrath stepped in. ] Thanks for stopping me.
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It wanted... why? [ What if he had? It's another few beats of silence before he's settled enough to say what needs to be said. He didn't snap out of it until Wrath stepped in. ] Thanks for stopping me.