[ Amos doesn't understand. He doesn't understand anything from Dextera right now — neither the envy nor the question. He blinks at him, his own confusion evident. ]
No. They're dead. People die all the time and stay dead. I know it doesn't exactly work like that for people like us, but it does for them, and maybe it's better to just let sleeping dogs lie.
[ The thought had never occurred to him, to ask for any one of his people's shards. It still isn't on his mind as a possibility. He's just trying to do the right thing, right? And that's all any of his people would want for him. That's enough.
He stays silent a moment longer, turning his head slightly as though to get a different look at Dextera. ]
Yima didn't give you your brother's shard? [ Since he wants to bring him back... ] Then you wouldn't need to know anything about him. He could tell you.
[ Kind of seems like an obvious solution? Not like Amos is the one here with problems needing solving; he's all good. ]
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No. They're dead. People die all the time and stay dead. I know it doesn't exactly work like that for people like us, but it does for them, and maybe it's better to just let sleeping dogs lie.
[ The thought had never occurred to him, to ask for any one of his people's shards. It still isn't on his mind as a possibility. He's just trying to do the right thing, right? And that's all any of his people would want for him. That's enough.
He stays silent a moment longer, turning his head slightly as though to get a different look at Dextera. ]
Yima didn't give you your brother's shard? [ Since he wants to bring him back... ] Then you wouldn't need to know anything about him. He could tell you.
[ Kind of seems like an obvious solution? Not like Amos is the one here with problems needing solving; he's all good. ]