[Ah, Dex. Your giving nature will be your downfall.
Not that he knows why Dex is following him, but he knows that it is Dextera, and that he is getting close, even as he unfurls his fingers and lets the tether to his world blare out, ridiculously loud in the middle of the woods.
When the communion comes, he's expecting it, though it feels like a knock-knock joke.]
I am.
[He pockets the bead.] And when I did kill her, it was already too late.
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Not that he knows why Dex is following him, but he knows that it is Dextera, and that he is getting close, even as he unfurls his fingers and lets the tether to his world blare out, ridiculously loud in the middle of the woods.
When the communion comes, he's expecting it, though it feels like a knock-knock joke.]
I am.
[He pockets the bead.] And when I did kill her, it was already too late.