There is a voice in his mind, achingly familiar, and in Flynn's helpless anger it takes him a moment to place it. He's already at the back door with shaky cold fingers, trying to pry it open and sort of failing because his head is a few steps in front of that: get armor, get sword, get to the Tower, get Yuri. He knows he should slow down, he will slow down when he's outfitted, but for now he needs to act before the tide of guilt sweeps him away. ]
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[ He says the name aloud to the cold air.
There is a voice in his mind, achingly familiar, and in Flynn's helpless anger it takes him a moment to place it. He's already at the back door with shaky cold fingers, trying to pry it open and sort of failing because his head is a few steps in front of that: get armor, get sword, get to the Tower, get Yuri. He knows he should slow down, he will slow down when he's outfitted, but for now he needs to act before the tide of guilt sweeps him away. ]