[ that is such childish and circular logic to self-destruction. this is why he deletes himself. she can't read his meta, so she can only guess at his crisis (that he wanted to stay dead or in Hell and nothing about friendship and bonds). ]
Not your cup of tea, I imagine, but you still took that second chance, didn't you?
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Not your cup of tea, I imagine, but you still took that second chance, didn't you?
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His shoulders rise.]
If it was there, might as well.
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I don't experience passion for life in the way humans do, given your fleeting lifespans. For it to seem "lackluster" is an expression of the finite.