[ There's a weight to those words, Carver knows now. He's learning the shape of these people moment by moment, day by day. And these things have a tendency to build, don't they? Carver spares a single, traitorous moment to wish that he could have met Harold and the others sooner, before he'd gotten so goddamn brittle.
Maybe then it could've lasted. Maybe then they could have kept him.
Carver tilts his head to the side, smiling briefly. Sadly. ]
If the commander marks you, [ he explains, softly, ] I'll kill you quickly.
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Maybe then it could've lasted. Maybe then they could have kept him.
Carver tilts his head to the side, smiling briefly. Sadly. ]
If the commander marks you, [ he explains, softly, ] I'll kill you quickly.