[ He's closer. Close enough, he could reach out and β
His jaw tightens. ]
I'm gone, Vergilius.
[ He swallows, finally breaks the eye contact. He would never leave, he's gone, there is only one answer. He had already known that, but what is worse is β ] Replaced.
[ Like every other time, isn't it? He doesn't know why he's dead, he doesn't know how, but he knows he would never leave Zaun, would never leave Jinx. But she left him, in some way. Emotionally, maybe? Found something else, someone else.
He still didn't understand. What was the point of keeping him around, then? Why? If he was so readily tossed aside, and isn't that every time for him? ] I suppose it was inevitable.
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His jaw tightens. ]
I'm gone, Vergilius.
[ He swallows, finally breaks the eye contact. He would never leave, he's gone, there is only one answer. He had already known that, but what is worse is β ] Replaced.
[ Like every other time, isn't it? He doesn't know why he's dead, he doesn't know how, but he knows he would never leave Zaun, would never leave Jinx. But she left him, in some way. Emotionally, maybe? Found something else, someone else.
He still didn't understand. What was the point of keeping him around, then? Why? If he was so readily tossed aside, and isn't that every time for him? ] I suppose it was inevitable.
[ It always is. ]