( He’s not entirely sure what he expected to hear, but. That’s not anything he could have put money down on and won. Drink in hand, he looks down to the ice cube floating in the alcohol and he frowns some as he lifts the glass up. )
I’m sorry. That… everything happened.
( Her dying then being brought back and it not working out. He can’t really relate, but. He can understand the feelings that come with it not seeming to work despite the hardships that happen. At that, he offers him a smile, soft with reassurance. )
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I’m sorry. That… everything happened.
( Her dying then being brought back and it not working out. He can’t really relate, but. He can understand the feelings that come with it not seeming to work despite the hardships that happen. At that, he offers him a smile, soft with reassurance. )
Only gets better from here?
( Maybe?? Hell if he knows. )