It might be the same thing that eats at him, right down int he core of his mind where the symbiote and he have begun to mingle. Those who left in one shape or another might very well outnumber those who've remained. If he cared to count them, he'd know the answer for sure. Something inside of him is sick, heavy with the weight of a murder-suicide. His mind cannot conceptualize it, and it spins dizzily even as Rhan's goes glassy. ]
We'll be all right.
[ The words taste hollow to him, but there's enough in him to spit at the circumstances -- they're just obstacles to surmount. ]
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It might be the same thing that eats at him, right down int he core of his mind where the symbiote and he have begun to mingle. Those who left in one shape or another might very well outnumber those who've remained. If he cared to count them, he'd know the answer for sure. Something inside of him is sick, heavy with the weight of a murder-suicide. His mind cannot conceptualize it, and it spins dizzily even as Rhan's goes glassy. ]
We'll be all right.
[ The words taste hollow to him, but there's enough in him to spit at the circumstances -- they're just obstacles to surmount. ]