[Begins Mandricardo - his first instinct is to reassure, to try to pull them both out of this emotional strife they just went through - but as it happens, that memory triggers another memory, and Mandricardo winces harshly.]
[Sometimes a vicious death reminds you of your own vicious death.]
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[Begins Mandricardo - his first instinct is to reassure, to try to pull them both out of this emotional strife they just went through - but as it happens, that memory triggers another memory, and Mandricardo winces harshly.]
[Sometimes a vicious death reminds you of your own vicious death.]
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He seems kind of shaken by just ... two violent deaths in a row, taking a second to try and collect himself.]
Fuck.
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[After all of that...Mandricardo just wants to shrivel up in a hole somewhere. That's...a lot of pain. One right after the other.]
[He mutters:]
Yeah. Fuck is right.