When I say they're dead, they're really dead. Like 'life sucked outta 'em' dead.
[Of course Fyodor had calculated all of that. Chuuya shouldn't really be surprised, so Fyodor would have known his options and usefulness. It's a sour realization, and he washes it down with a swig from his newly found canteen.
...A swig he chokes on in the next moment, coughing and hacking before his next words come out a wheeze.] What.
[Ah, he'd almost forgotten about Fyodor's... way with words. Or the whiplash they induce.]
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[Of course Fyodor had calculated all of that. Chuuya shouldn't really be surprised, so Fyodor would have known his options and usefulness. It's a sour realization, and he washes it down with a swig from his newly found canteen.
...A swig he chokes on in the next moment, coughing and hacking before his next words come out a wheeze.] What.
[Ah, he'd almost forgotten about Fyodor's... way with words. Or the whiplash they induce.]