[ hhhhhhhh. :c He stops pacing to lean against the wall instead, and for a moment he doesn't try to answer. But it's harder to turn off thoughts than a tablet, so there's little stains of things like my fault and she must be dead seeping through. Eventually: ]
His bloodfrenzy. I can help him, if I can get to him.
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His bloodfrenzy. I can help him, if I can get to him.