[ gabranth snorts at that, and lets his head tip back against the stone, his gaze turning toward the still-unfamiliar sky. ]
And every life upon each of the worlds we've lost is not enough to slake their thirst? [ for he's gleaned well enough, from the conversations amidst his fellow captives, that the certainty of what he sensed — the end of his world — was not unique to him alone. ] Surely our number must pale in comparison. A mere drop in a veritable ocean of blood.
[ it doesn't bear dwelling upon, not until they have more information — and for that, he needs allies.
he tilts his head once more, looking over at his new companion. ]
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And every life upon each of the worlds we've lost is not enough to slake their thirst? [ for he's gleaned well enough, from the conversations amidst his fellow captives, that the certainty of what he sensed — the end of his world — was not unique to him alone. ] Surely our number must pale in comparison. A mere drop in a veritable ocean of blood.
[ it doesn't bear dwelling upon, not until they have more information — and for that, he needs allies.
he tilts his head once more, looking over at his new companion. ]
What is your name?