It's because of how we were made, I think. We wear the faces of the dead. We carry some of their memories.
The second betrayal is what will send me to my death, and yet I... if I saw him... if he came here...
I don't know what I'd do.
Ask him why, maybe? Ask him why he would betray me for a chance to run back to his old master who had thrown him away? But then. I did the same thing as him, the first chance I got.
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It's because of how we were made, I think. We wear the faces of the dead. We carry some of their memories.
The second betrayal is what will send me to my death, and yet I... if I saw him... if he came here...
I don't know what I'd do.
Ask him why, maybe? Ask him why he would betray me for a chance to run back to his old master who had thrown him away? But then. I did the same thing as him, the first chance I got.
Maybe I'm more human than I want to admit.