[Turning his head to the side so he can look at Dualscar, the Psiioniic stares at him in tired apology. There is no way this will end well. Either he shall leave and die in this rebellion he fights for, the troll he would die for, or he will be captured and stripped away... of everything.]
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[Turning his head to the side so he can look at Dualscar, the Psiioniic stares at him in tired apology. There is no way this will end well. Either he shall leave and die in this rebellion he fights for, the troll he would die for, or he will be captured and stripped away... of everything.]
[This can't be something which stays.]
[But he still reaches out, palm up.]
Not after that.