You've chosen your side, and it leads back to a sad story that needs to be ended. [Smoothly, even as shadows wisped along his shoulders and down along his coat. Curling and remaining small for the moment.] Someone is bound to tell you, and no visit from Death is going to be pleasant.
[Metal talons tapping against the back of the chair, drumming rhythmically.]
Mercenary. Murderer. Terrorist. A habit of killing those who abandoned me, left me to suffer. Overwatch agents.
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You've chosen your side, and it leads back to a sad story that needs to be ended. [Smoothly, even as shadows wisped along his shoulders and down along his coat. Curling and remaining small for the moment.] Someone is bound to tell you, and no visit from Death is going to be pleasant.
[Metal talons tapping against the back of the chair, drumming rhythmically.]
Mercenary. Murderer. Terrorist. A habit of killing those who abandoned me, left me to suffer. Overwatch agents.
You saved Jack.