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[He's sure not okay! Neither is Crea, from the looks of it. But he tries to pull in a breath, tries to collect himself. He can feel himself growing unsteady.]

Nona. The... the body, Temenos, someone should...

[He swallows.]

I can't do it. I can't.

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