[ No, Carver thinks, and he takes a step forward for a better look. Staring at Cy like he stares at the face of the dead and dying sometimes, watching for the moment they finally go quiet and stop being a threat to him and his. He forgets the men he's killed the moment they're done, he forgets and he walks on and he never dwells, he never stills, he never stops because the war never stops. He knows what he is. He saw God in the blood, and he hears Pope's voice in the dark, and his dead will never leave him. That lesson came hard but it was learned.
When he speaks, his voice is low, steady. But his eyes are very bright. ]
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When he speaks, his voice is low, steady. But his eyes are very bright. ]
What are you the god of?