[He shrugs, rolling his shoulders and looking away. Reluctance. That's something he recognizes. He himself elected to die rather than choke on any words of doomed honesty.]
[But then, that was his choice. His choice, and his burden to bear. He wasn't about to risk what might happen if he let honesty flood into the world around him, and taint the people who he hadn't yet bled his sickness into.]
But we don't know how long this gonna last. If you have something to get off your chest, it might as well be someone who might not even remember it, right?
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[He shrugs, rolling his shoulders and looking away. Reluctance. That's something he recognizes. He himself elected to die rather than choke on any words of doomed honesty.]
[But then, that was his choice. His choice, and his burden to bear. He wasn't about to risk what might happen if he let honesty flood into the world around him, and taint the people who he hadn't yet bled his sickness into.]
But we don't know how long this gonna last. If you have something to get off your chest, it might as well be someone who might not even remember it, right?