[He takes a deep breath. It feels like his first one since he saw the pit, saw the knot of old, terrible fate in it, tied himself to its unraveling. Breathes again. He does have time, here, to consider, if he isn't thrown back without his memories again. He can think and not panic. It's good to remember.]
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Yeah. I guess you're right.
[Tired - still so tired - but warm.]
Thanks. For all of this.