"H-Hey! Oh... I still had that bottle?"
"yes and now i am doing the "avoid eugen like the plague because shes a crazy drunk" people somehow have an obsession with her....that and shipping her with wales whatever that means"
"Hah... I forgot they were together..."
"first i've heard of this then again im single and dead so what do i really care"
"Oh it happened a while ago! I think..."
"Then again, what do you care about?"
"HA! like hell he is! he murdered my squad and made me a vampire he ain't no saint he a kricken turd face ill give ye that"
"I wonder how it feels to have a shell land on you... repeatedly..."
"ive had my limbs severed off and torturedwithin the moon for countless eons if we are doing a contest of suffering"
he just scowls and rummages through his somehow still intact backpack that apparently can survive through anything
"....the only near-death experience i had was when my fangs where pulled out and I was left for death"
hey he held off an entire army all on his own for hours even days on his own and he doesn't say anything
"I let my sister sink for me."
She realized how terrible that sounded.
"...ive watched many people die more in war than normal life, it was then I saw that sometimes...people really don't like each other"
"war is where the young and foolish go to die for the sake of the old and bitter" those were the only words the SPARTAN uttered this entire exchange
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