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his eyes remained upon the ground. i. . .don't, he stammered, shaking his head. no. i am nothing.

but— angry, surya murmured, and ventured a glance at his bear-king. and loyal. i can—if you ask me to.

it was incredible self-awareness, for one so lost in his own troubles. then again, perhaps he knew more than he let on. he was afraid of letting go, of letting the rage that had built up for so long take over. 

but he'd never survive here if he didn't.

and besides, he liked the one-eyed man.