Gnarrk doesn't stop walking, but his knuckles turn white. "Lilith is a beautiful person, isn't she. It would be horrible if she had to spend all that time alone." He turns to look at Don. "After I found out I had been 'gone' for so long, I knew this could be a possibility. I'm glad it was you, and not Hank. I would've had to kill him, but you..." Gnarrk smiles and his hands loosen, "You've already died. I'll give you a few more years."
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Date: 2011-09-01 03:14 am (UTC)