[ Five years. That's too long, far too long. Five years since he died. Half a decade. What happened to Almiria?, he wants to ask, to Gaelio? But this woman has no reason to answer him truthfully, should she answer him at all.
What he doesn't want to ask is what happened to Rustal Elion, because the answer might eat him up from the inside like highly potent acid.
McGillis takes a dagger from the shelf next to him and idly examines it by turning it in his hands. A good excuse to not be looking at Julieta, at least. ]
I see. The passage of time is certainly merciless.
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What he doesn't want to ask is what happened to Rustal Elion, because the answer might eat him up from the inside like highly potent acid.
McGillis takes a dagger from the shelf next to him and idly examines it by turning it in his hands. A good excuse to not be looking at Julieta, at least. ]
I see. The passage of time is certainly merciless.
[ He puts the knife back and takes another. ]
So, you're here to monitor the would-be rescuers?