[ It’s a poor answer. Carver frowns, not bothering to hide his disappointment. These people fall along strange lines; they believe things that don’t make sense, and they trust recklessly. It’ll make them poor allies when the time comes. But what choice does he have? He died once, not so long ago, and then a voice in the dark pulled him back and asked what he regretted. What he’d do if he had a second chance.
Anything. Everything. That hasn’t changed. And if that means he must survive these people and their foolishness, then he will. Maybe this is his test—penance for all his sins. ]
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Anything. Everything. That hasn’t changed. And if that means he must survive these people and their foolishness, then he will. Maybe this is his test—penance for all his sins. ]
You’ll learn. Or you won’t.