[ When Hien comes to, he's breathing heavily, but quietly with a hand up to his face where the eye is and for a moment, he feels like it's not his own. Oh, he hates this. He hates this a lot.
He turns over to Mithrun when he asks, wearing a deeper scowl than before. ]
Yeah.
[ He nearly spits out the answer in complete utter disgust. ]
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He turns over to Mithrun when he asks, wearing a deeper scowl than before. ]
Yeah.
[ He nearly spits out the answer in complete utter disgust. ]
The hell was that... fuck.