[Which he says like it explains itself, though after a silent beat he realizes he ought to explain. His brow creases, because it's again one of those things that they simplify for others but means so much more to them. He strips his shirt, showing off a chest of tattoos - before loosening his belt.]
I can't heal you, or restore you to life. I can't turn back the clock. But I can stall it. I can add time to your life, as you are now, so it keeps ticking in place. If you need it.
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[Which he says like it explains itself, though after a silent beat he realizes he ought to explain. His brow creases, because it's again one of those things that they simplify for others but means so much more to them. He strips his shirt, showing off a chest of tattoos - before loosening his belt.]
I can't heal you, or restore you to life. I can't turn back the clock. But I can stall it. I can add time to your life, as you are now, so it keeps ticking in place. If you need it.