[He stares at him for a moment. Maybe when he was younger he'd be more sympathetically moved, but he's been through hell and back (twice now, technically still in hell) and a lot has withered as far as his feelings for others. He can't spare much for people, now.]
[But still, he hears that teen-like voice, and he lets the answer settle, before he offers a single statement, curtly delivered, but obviously stern towards something beyond him, this "Amon" or whatever that made this happen.]
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[But still, he hears that teen-like voice, and he lets the answer settle, before he offers a single statement, curtly delivered, but obviously stern towards something beyond him, this "Amon" or whatever that made this happen.]
That's unfair.