[Words fly through the air, carried by an angry voice, a furious voice that rises with every word. His eyes barely flicker with recognition. But the accusations turn towards Nevrons and the corners of his eyes wrinkle and tighten - as though he had nothing to do with their appearance.
If he had wanted the Dome to fall, he would have returned to Lumiere and destroyed it. But that is of little importance. His eyes return the anger with a calm and steady gaze. If the expedition returned to Lumiere, it would mean he had failed, and they would discover the cycle had never been broken.]
If you return [If. Not when.] you will understand how wrong you are.
[He glances down at the people laughing and living life inside the hotel. Those who remain unaware of how reality is changing upstairs on the landing. He taps his cane for emphasis and repeats that first word.]
If I wished everyone dead, they would be dead already.
[You know this. And he has stopped talking about those names he remembers. Not out of any sense of guilt but duty.]
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If he had wanted the Dome to fall, he would have returned to Lumiere and destroyed it. But that is of little importance. His eyes return the anger with a calm and steady gaze. If the expedition returned to Lumiere, it would mean he had failed, and they would discover the cycle had never been broken.]
If you return [If. Not when.] you will understand how wrong you are.
[He glances down at the people laughing and living life inside the hotel. Those who remain unaware of how reality is changing upstairs on the landing. He taps his cane for emphasis and repeats that first word.]
If I wished everyone dead, they would be dead already.
[You know this. And he has stopped talking about those names he remembers. Not out of any sense of guilt but duty.]