[He knew this would be coming. As soon as he’d seen Sampo, he knew that he’d have to face the consequences of his actions one way or another. Death was not the absolution he expected it to be.
His head hangs low, he can’t bear to look at her - as relieved as he is to hear her voice again.]
…What do you want to know?
[A redundant question, perhaps. But he’ll drag this out, he’ll take her venom. He doesn’t deserve the easy way through.]
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His head hangs low, he can’t bear to look at her - as relieved as he is to hear her voice again.]
…What do you want to know?
[A redundant question, perhaps. But he’ll drag this out, he’ll take her venom. He doesn’t deserve the easy way through.]