It's okay! [She attempts an encouraging smile.] The others are being tended to, and I've fussed over a few of them already. It's your turn to get worried over!
[he pauses for another second before he rubs at the uninjured half of his face.]
I got sent on two, back at the school, and it's not like they didn't feel personal, but - this felt different. I guess because they wanted it to be entertaining.
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[probably not emotionally, but he does seem to be in less pain than he was before.]
Thank you for earlier, by the way.
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... May I ask what happened? Or... [It was probably traumatic? She doesn't want to push the subject too much.]
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[he seems a little nervous about it, though, hesitating again.]
But - you should be more worried about the others. Not me.
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[he hesitates for a moment, expression tightening as he takes a breath.]
Most of their injuries are from me. Most of this was my fault.
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[oh. bad. she looks way more worried now.]
Rupert, what happened?
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I tried to kill them all. I wasn't - something wasn't letting me think the way I normally would.
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I'm sorry. That's... that's horrible.
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[he shakes his head.]
I didn't - want to hurt anyone. Of course I didn't. But I'd still be more worried about the people who did get hurt.
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I got sent on two, back at the school, and it's not like they didn't feel personal, but - this felt different. I guess because they wanted it to be entertaining.
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[Yikes.]
... I never really knew just how awful they can be.
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[even if he doubts that'll be the case.]
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... For what it's worth, I just... I'm so glad you made it back to us.
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Yeah. I'm pretty good at that.