[The outburst does nothing to deter Somnus, who holds Duo's gaze.]
You are mortal. Clinging to the past and cowering from the future is the prerogative of your kind. In the millennia I have judged man, this has never changed.
[Spoken in a matter-of-fact tone, his words carry no audible animosity. You do you, boy. He shifts one foot toward the street, ready to depart.]
Stay here if it is your will. That choice is yours to make.
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[The outburst does nothing to deter Somnus, who holds Duo's gaze.]
You are mortal. Clinging to the past and cowering from the future is the prerogative of your kind. In the millennia I have judged man, this has never changed.
[Spoken in a matter-of-fact tone, his words carry no audible animosity. You do you, boy. He shifts one foot toward the street, ready to depart.]
Stay here if it is your will. That choice is yours to make.