[ He's having a hard time setting this aside now that it's been brought up. Arthur almost misses the warmth in Rey's response, opening his mouth to retort with something caustic. But he doesn't miss it completely, registering a moment after the fact.
It's weird, he barely knows her and she's still extending some kind of courtesy. No, kindness. After all she's been through; growing up alone and losing people. ]
I'm sorry. For the people you've lost, I mean. It never gets any easier.
[ Losing Mal was the hardest, but in a career like dreamshare, he's seen a lot of death. Some people had even been friends. Extractors, chemists, forgers, architects, even other points. The sharp loss of good people to dreaming their lives away. He reaches in his pocket, curls a hand around the red die there and holds tight. ]
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It's weird, he barely knows her and she's still extending some kind of courtesy. No, kindness. After all she's been through; growing up alone and losing people. ]
I'm sorry. For the people you've lost, I mean. It never gets any easier.
[ Losing Mal was the hardest, but in a career like dreamshare, he's seen a lot of death. Some people had even been friends. Extractors, chemists, forgers, architects, even other points. The sharp loss of good people to dreaming their lives away. He reaches in his pocket, curls a hand around the red die there and holds tight. ]