[ he's coming into the room to change clothes for a while, swap out whatever cigarette smoke-clogged shirt he has for something different for a short time - but he stops dead in his tracks at even just the thought mention of that. if anything, there's a beat of ... fear? ]
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What did you say?
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... I was thinking about what Scien said.
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Don't bother. A madman's thoughts and musings.
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[ pacing in a little circle. ]
He was speaking nonsense by the end. A man who'd seen his own fall and would deny the existence of the ground coming up to meet him.
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