I know, I know, I know, that's a- that's a hell of a thing to ask of somebody, I'm sorry. [ Maybe you should think things through before you say them Arthur!
Muttered: ] Would Smith want that? I don't-- I don't know. Maybe. Bit late to ask, now. B-but we could tie him up. The brig, maybe.
[ It's not something they ever talked about. It's not the kind of thing you casually bring up and plan for. As cavalier as his grief made him about the idea of killing Jeff, he doesn't like to kill people; he's sick of it, nauseatingly sick of it, and that hasn't changed just because he's in a place where death isn't permanent. ]
Or... would he come back to life unpossessed? [ he asks himself, and answers himself too: ] Maybe, or maybe he'd- christ, maybe his body would come back, and he'd be gone. I don't know.
[ No, his mind whispers back to him, or maybe it's echoing: know. But he doesn't know. All he knows is what it feels like to watch your own hands do something you can't countenance or explain.
Arthur breathes out sharply, and addresses Steve directly again. ]
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Muttered: ] Would Smith want that? I don't-- I don't know. Maybe. Bit late to ask, now. B-but we could tie him up. The brig, maybe.
[ It's not something they ever talked about. It's not the kind of thing you casually bring up and plan for. As cavalier as his grief made him about the idea of killing Jeff, he doesn't like to kill people; he's sick of it, nauseatingly sick of it, and that hasn't changed just because he's in a place where death isn't permanent. ]
Or... would he come back to life unpossessed? [ he asks himself, and answers himself too: ] Maybe, or maybe he'd- christ, maybe his body would come back, and he'd be gone. I don't know.
[ No, his mind whispers back to him, or maybe it's echoing: know. But he doesn't know. All he knows is what it feels like to watch your own hands do something you can't countenance or explain.
Arthur breathes out sharply, and addresses Steve directly again. ]
The Mind Flayer. Did it get into your head?