[He's not exactly a talkative guy when he's fighting. But he understands the need for it. The underlying, relentless urgency of normalcy in something that seems to have no end, no other outcome no matter what they do.
He falls silent when he takes the final blow of the giant mess of a creature and digs the blade in the ground in front of him (the edge is already dull, what's one more effort). The space between his shoulder blades is burning and his hands need to release to maintain some sort of mobility, so he uses the break to open them wide and stretch his fingers.] Deja vu?
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[He's not exactly a talkative guy when he's fighting. But he understands the need for it. The underlying, relentless urgency of normalcy in something that seems to have no end, no other outcome no matter what they do.
He falls silent when he takes the final blow of the giant mess of a creature and digs the blade in the ground in front of him (the edge is already dull, what's one more effort). The space between his shoulder blades is burning and his hands need to release to maintain some sort of mobility, so he uses the break to open them wide and stretch his fingers.] Deja vu?