You can tell, huh? Birds of a feather, I suppose...
[ Maruki draws a deep breath, exhales it slowly as he rubs at the back of his neck, that persistent phantom pain at his nape. His eyes slip shut as he stretches it to one side, then to the other. ]
I'm grateful for it, in the end. But I was willing to fight to the death one way or another. [ A beat, heavy, and– ] It's still a bit difficult to reconcile with having to keep living after that defeat.
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You can tell, huh? Birds of a feather, I suppose...
[ Maruki draws a deep breath, exhales it slowly as he rubs at the back of his neck, that persistent phantom pain at his nape. His eyes slip shut as he stretches it to one side, then to the other. ]
I'm grateful for it, in the end. But I was willing to fight to the death one way or another. [ A beat, heavy, and– ] It's still a bit difficult to reconcile with having to keep living after that defeat.