[ As the other talks, Somnus begins to gather some wood for the fire. Luckily there are a number of branches lying about the forest floor.
He straightens, tossing the small logs onto a pile, and turns partway to regard him, his gaze flicking briefly to the tail that beats upon the ground. Somnus’ expression remains just as unreadable as before. ]
Mourn if you must, but operate as if this failure cannot be undone. Only then will you know what to do next.
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He straightens, tossing the small logs onto a pile, and turns partway to regard him, his gaze flicking briefly to the tail that beats upon the ground. Somnus’ expression remains just as unreadable as before. ]
Mourn if you must, but operate as if this failure cannot be undone. Only then will you know what to do next.