Argo nodded. "Many of our friends hath been touched by tragedy. Thineselv, Nicholas his demons, Corey and Lyta at the hands of Apocalypse, even Eliza hath been torn from her world born."
And he too, blessed immortal that he was, seemed cursed to always find friendship amongst the mortals he would outlive.
"Worry not for me, Alisa. What things I lack, I make up for in other ways. But do not disparage your own hardships. Thou hast survived and mayest well one day shine more brightly than any of us."
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