[ He's sure he saw Lee Chang at the start of this, so that makes sense. Good for him. ]
Right, the packs. [ He remembers talk of those too. This might have been an opportunity to compliment them on their strategy, but Five lets the moment pass with barely a thoughtful hum.
That phantom agony gnaws at him while he tries to recall more. He hadn't stayed in any one place for long. The undead seemed to be targeting him, and he's covered in enough gore to show how successful they were. Then... after a while the edges of reality started to blur. He obviously hadn't killed anyone in their group or Eleven wouldn't be treating him like this, but a hazy memory suddenly raises a question. ]
What happened to it?
[ He looks around his immediate vicinity, but nothing stands out. ]
The sword. I was trying to hold onto it this time.
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Right, the packs. [ He remembers talk of those too. This might have been an opportunity to compliment them on their strategy, but Five lets the moment pass with barely a thoughtful hum.
That phantom agony gnaws at him while he tries to recall more. He hadn't stayed in any one place for long. The undead seemed to be targeting him, and he's covered in enough gore to show how successful they were. Then... after a while the edges of reality started to blur. He obviously hadn't killed anyone in their group or Eleven wouldn't be treating him like this, but a hazy memory suddenly raises a question. ]
What happened to it?
[ He looks around his immediate vicinity, but nothing stands out. ]
The sword. I was trying to hold onto it this time.