[Sullivan can feel it all knit together in a familiar feeling - that, and only that, is when he realizes things feel as they should again. They are once again together, linked through shared senses and full understanding. He wraps his arms around Zephir, presses his lips to his temple.]
I'll forgive you once you tell me what it was like.
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I'll forgive you once you tell me what it was like.
[Forgiveness isn't the point. The details are.]
To die.