[That causes him to slip a rueful breath of a laugh. Small blessings, he guesses.
But any amusement, bitter or otherwise, falls away. He stares at Faust, his friend, with a look of sadness. Even if it meant you'd died out there? He wonders, but doesn't ask.]
You shouldn't... have to... [But Faust isn't offering because he has to. He wants to. That both warms his heart and breaks it.] But thank you...
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But any amusement, bitter or otherwise, falls away. He stares at Faust, his friend, with a look of sadness. Even if it meant you'd died out there? He wonders, but doesn't ask.]
You shouldn't... have to... [But Faust isn't offering because he has to. He wants to. That both warms his heart and breaks it.] But thank you...