[ By right, he should refuse. The commander never let them get drunk, lest their situational awareness suffer. And that is a grave sin indeed, worthy of punishment.
The commander's not here, though. The commander's dead on a rooftop in Meridian, rotting in the sun.
Carver fills up his glass again. Maybe he wants to forget. Maybe he wants to stop thinking for a little while. Just for a little while. ]
My sister got separated from us on the road, [ he replies softly. ] For years. But we found her. I'll find her again.
[ He'll stake his soul if it comes to that. If he's not rotting in Meridian with the commander, he'll go back to bury their dead and then he'll stand until the end of his days at Leah Shaw's side. ]
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The commander's not here, though. The commander's dead on a rooftop in Meridian, rotting in the sun.
Carver fills up his glass again. Maybe he wants to forget. Maybe he wants to stop thinking for a little while. Just for a little while. ]
My sister got separated from us on the road, [ he replies softly. ] For years. But we found her. I'll find her again.
[ He'll stake his soul if it comes to that. If he's not rotting in Meridian with the commander, he'll go back to bury their dead and then he'll stand until the end of his days at Leah Shaw's side. ]