{Sleepily, he grabs onto Undertaker's hand once the man is sitting nearby. His mind wants to understand, but slumber is calling, reaching up to pull him down.}
It's your fault I'm not. {He manages to sound petulant even though he is actually grateful.} Only what feels right. I'm destined to move on as you say. Maybe I will see a Grim Reaper?
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It's your fault I'm not. {He manages to sound petulant even though he is actually grateful.} Only what feels right. I'm destined to move on as you say. Maybe I will see a Grim Reaper?