the dust falls again, before starting to chase itself around her feet.
"I can't... find a grip."
(You can tell he's a little preoccupied with being dead and hanging onto live consciousness. It's distracting him from Not Talking About Weaknesses Ever.)
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"I can't... find a grip."
(You can tell he's a little preoccupied with being dead and hanging onto live consciousness. It's distracting him from Not Talking About Weaknesses Ever.)