[ Rubbing his back, trying to push away those insecurities and work with him. It was duty to help others and Jack was in trouble now.
Reaching into theirs pocket, taking out a handkerchief and moving it to the mess of a man's eyes. He felt nothing but pity and sadness for him, even if wanted to lash out and hurt theirs neighbor.
He wouldn't allow it. ]
... Yes. They're charcoal. A bunch of melted bodies, bones welded together by flame and not alive anymore. They've been dead for over a hundred years. It's sad but it's true. I overreacted and lost control. I'm sorry. Don't... feel bad.
[ Attempting to wipe his eyes still while he says that. ] Don't be sad for them, all right? They're dead.
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Reaching into
theirs pocket, taking out a handkerchief and moving it to the mess of a man's eyes. He felt nothing but pity and sadness for him, even if wanted to lash out and hurttheirs neighbor.He wouldn't allow it. ]
... Yes. They're charcoal. A bunch of melted bodies, bones welded together by flame and not alive anymore. They've been dead for over a hundred years. It's sad but it's true. I overreacted and lost control. I'm sorry. Don't... feel bad.
[ Attempting to wipe his eyes still while he says that. ] Don't be sad for them, all right? They're dead.