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Nodding distracted at the stranger's response, Amun moved to push past them, still heading for the sea he could see sparkling just below (though that might've been the fluid still springing to his eyes). When they spoke again, though, he paused. Turning just his head, he shook it mutely for a moment.
Then, as his hand clenched and unclenched subconsciously, he faced them more fully. "Do I look okay?" It came out in a quietly despairing and deeply sad tone, and he spread his hands helplessly. "Unless you can bring back the dead, no, you can't help." The Ascended turned to resume his unsteady walk down towards the docks.
Then, as his hand clenched and unclenched subconsciously, he faced them more fully. "Do I look okay?" It came out in a quietly despairing and deeply sad tone, and he spread his hands helplessly. "Unless you can bring back the dead, no, you can't help." The Ascended turned to resume his unsteady walk down towards the docks.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
