[ He lifts his own hand and covers d'Artagnan's, squeezing it fondly. ]
Mm. I'm sure I shall hear all about your carnage soon enough, my friend. [ Because he knows d'Artagnan, he knows just how desperate he can get without anyone there to pull him back from the edge. It sends a pang of frustration through his chest.
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Mm. I'm sure I shall hear all about your carnage soon enough, my friend. [ Because he knows d'Artagnan, he knows just how desperate he can get without anyone there to pull him back from the edge. It sends a pang of frustration through his chest.
He should have been here. ]
I do not intend to leave again.