[At the squeeze, he stops to turn and face Martin, both hands around martin's now. His face is a mix of hope and miserable desperation, and those eyes are so, so red. While most of his vision is a messy blur of grays, he can still make out Martin's face this close.]
Then you'll have it. That name is yours if you come with me.
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Date: 2020-10-14 11:59 am (UTC)Then you'll have it. That name is yours if you come with me.