[Discord is wincing himself at that tightening on his arm, the shuddering, all of it. It's too late to turn back now, though. That knife is all the way in and that's not something you can just undo.
Not like he is now, anyway. And that's the whole crux of this.]
Are you-- [No, he's not alright, Discord, he's dying, what sort of stupid question--] ...I'm here, it's alright.
[It's not, it's not--
He just tightens his hold around Salieri, even with one hand still shaky on that dagger. He won't be letting go, not for a little while yet.]
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Not like he is now, anyway. And that's the whole crux of this.]
Are you-- [No, he's not alright, Discord, he's dying, what sort of stupid question--] ...I'm here, it's alright.
[It's not, it's not--
He just tightens his hold around Salieri, even with one hand still shaky on that dagger. He won't be letting go, not for a little while yet.]