[That's all he knows of the answer to that. He wonders what it must feel like to wait for something, more than a few minutes, a few hours, a few days. His own life has been such a whirlwind that the longest wait he can think of is waiting to be rescued when acting as a decoy.
He wants to ask what the most beautiful thing in Corona was, or if she's ever killed a man with a tangle -only that won't be funny if the answer is somehow yes. He wants to ask what her favorite food is, because people here seem to have quite a lot of foods he's never even dreamed of.
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[That's all he knows of the answer to that. He wonders what it must feel like to wait for something, more than a few minutes, a few hours, a few days. His own life has been such a whirlwind that the longest wait he can think of is waiting to be rescued when acting as a decoy.
He wants to ask what the most beautiful thing in Corona was, or if she's ever killed a man with a tangle -only that won't be funny if the answer is somehow yes. He wants to ask what her favorite food is, because people here seem to have quite a lot of foods he's never even dreamed of.
Instead what comes out isn't even a question.]
That sounds lonely.