[ This isn't the most pleasant conversation to be having in the middle of a killer jungle, where dying is probably not as far-fetched as either of them are making it out to be, but he'll continue on this vein.
A slow tilt of his head to the side, Adolf takes in that petulant look, that slight pout that speaks volumes about how truly stupid Oona does think his previous statement was. He answers with a calm that he reserves for more serious topics, the kind of even tone he takes to make sure that he keeps up that veneer of distance. ]
You said so before. That you wanted to die.
[ A vague gesture here, to indicate that he's recalling their past conversation. ]
I'm making sure that this isn't the ending point for you.
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A slow tilt of his head to the side, Adolf takes in that petulant look, that slight pout that speaks volumes about how truly stupid Oona does think his previous statement was. He answers with a calm that he reserves for more serious topics, the kind of even tone he takes to make sure that he keeps up that veneer of distance. ]
You said so before. That you wanted to die.
[ A vague gesture here, to indicate that he's recalling their past conversation. ]
I'm making sure that this isn't the ending point for you.