[ He nods meekly and follow Caleb into the apartment proper, noticing the tea but not thinking about whether he wants to drink it or not. It's just there and he sits down on the couch without making a move towards it, just staring at it but not seeing it. ]
I think I die back home. Like... for real this time. And I'm supposed to protect her.
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I think I die back home. Like... for real this time. And I'm supposed to protect her.