[He's not dissuaded by the cold, even as it assails him through Communion like a sudden winter wind, frigid with frost. He can't know what it means, but it's an interesting response nonetheless.]
No, you're right. But I meant how you think the void will take it away from you again, that breezy home of yours in the hills. Used to losing things?
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No, you're right. But I meant how you think the void will take it away from you again, that breezy home of yours in the hills. Used to losing things?