2/??
[He starts laughing of all things. Not sounds of mirth, or joy. Twisted, parodies of it. He presses his bloodied hands to his forehead and he folds in on himself from it.]
So that's it!
That's what it was all along...
[Rather than explain, he keeps laughing in that tone. It's like glass breaking or the sound of a loyal man, betrayed. And like that-]
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