I imagine so. But I don't intend to be among their number.
[ Slowly, he slides into the booth across from him, that faint hitch in his brow remaining in place. ]
I'm well enough, thank you. And how are you faring?
[ He can't help but wonder. After being stabbed through with Shalamayne, unintentionally injured with holy magic, and then Light knew what else, it wasn't hard to imagine he'd had a significantly worse time of it since that night. ]
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[ Slowly, he slides into the booth across from him, that faint hitch in his brow remaining in place. ]
I'm well enough, thank you. And how are you faring?
[ He can't help but wonder. After being stabbed through with Shalamayne, unintentionally injured with holy magic, and then Light knew what else, it wasn't hard to imagine he'd had a significantly worse time of it since that night. ]