[ For the moment, the reassurance of Reinhardt's presence snaps Loras back. Reinhardt is here, of that much he is certain, and these words are not imagined or remembered. Even so, he takes in a deep breath, as if he's gasping for air. ]
Are any of us? [ He leans into the solid weight of his friend. ] I know how this ends. I've been here before.
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Are any of us? [ He leans into the solid weight of his friend. ] I know how this ends. I've been here before.