[ And as they are, he's lost so many friends. It's the nature of existence, DiMA tries to tell himself, but it still aches. He watches Nick fiddle with his cigarette, that sign of his past humanity, and doesn't quite know what to say. But then his brother continues. ]
Oh. You seemed... almost angry with me for insisting on going, I thought it best to give you space. But my sense of time is not a human one. I'm sorry if I waited too long to reach out.
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[ And as they are, he's lost so many friends. It's the nature of existence, DiMA tries to tell himself, but it still aches. He watches Nick fiddle with his cigarette, that sign of his past humanity, and doesn't quite know what to say. But then his brother continues. ]
Oh. You seemed... almost angry with me for insisting on going, I thought it best to give you space. But my sense of time is not a human one. I'm sorry if I waited too long to reach out.
Would you like to sit?