[ There are several long, awkward seconds of just...boggling. Six is boggled. He stares at Mitchell like he's grown a second head, mainly shock but also a healthy dose of fear. ]
You're...dead?
[ And come back. Six's mind instantly leaps to all the worst tales of ashkin from his childhood, the roaming, ravenous revenants with their terrible moans, the hateful, raging skeletons out for life, and the ghosts that could suck the aether from your body, leaving you a husk. This man...
He has the look of one. Pale, sunken, sallow; how could Six not see it before? ]
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[ There are several long, awkward seconds of just...boggling. Six is boggled. He stares at Mitchell like he's grown a second head, mainly shock but also a healthy dose of fear. ]
You're...dead?
[ And come back. Six's mind instantly leaps to all the worst tales of ashkin from his childhood, the roaming, ravenous revenants with their terrible moans, the hateful, raging skeletons out for life, and the ghosts that could suck the aether from your body, leaving you a husk. This man...
He has the look of one. Pale, sunken, sallow; how could Six not see it before? ]
...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to anger you.