[...and what a good thing that is for everyone around them.]
Limits. I'm not sure I have them.
[Because really, what could kill him? He's yet to find out, and as long as he's here it seems as though that swift sliding away of his memories like sand between his grasping fingers has been halted. Small mercies.]
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Limits. I'm not sure I have them.
[Because really, what could kill him? He's yet to find out, and as long as he's here it seems as though that swift sliding away of his memories like sand between his grasping fingers has been halted. Small mercies.]