[And.. yeah, now she is sitting in your lap, Ardyn. Quiet for a long moment after that, considering the options, the weight of what he was saying. He had given up immortality to see that he could feel again and now he had to bear the weight of... something profoundly awful.
She couldn't help thinking of Credence, this poor man beaten down and abused by the world and then destroyed by the power it had given him. What could possibly make something like that better?
Then she gasped, looked up at him, voice barely more than a whisper.]
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She couldn't help thinking of Credence, this poor man beaten down and abused by the world and then destroyed by the power it had given him. What could possibly make something like that better?
Then she gasped, looked up at him, voice barely more than a whisper.]
I could take it from you.