[ they should leave, but sierra isn’t sure how. it’s up to him, isn’t it? she can’t force them out, as much as she’d prefer to be able to take matters into her own hands. ignoring the terrible sight and stench, sierra follows him down as gracefully as she possibly can. it wouldn’t do to interrupt such a moment with a clumsy tumble. ]
…I could revive one.
[ to ask what happened, but she thinks he might know. this sight comes from within him, after all, and there’s no way the corpses here know more than he knows already.
so she’d suspect, anyway. ]
I could revive them all, but that wouldn’t change a thing, would it?
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…I could revive one.
[ to ask what happened, but she thinks he might know. this sight comes from within him, after all, and there’s no way the corpses here know more than he knows already.
so she’d suspect, anyway. ]
I could revive them all, but that wouldn’t change a thing, would it?