[It was with a slow, sort of sad smile that TJ listened to Psii talk. Each time he wove stories about his past, about what he and his friends had done, the immensity of it, TJ couldn't help feeling warmth snake up inside him.
It had been a long, awful day. His friend was dead. More than just one. More would die later. But for now, he was listening to a friend sound really... happy. In his own, strange way, he sounded happy.]
Yeah, well... they shouldn't. They shouldn't forget.
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It had been a long, awful day. His friend was dead. More than just one. More would die later. But for now, he was listening to a friend sound really... happy. In his own, strange way, he sounded happy.]
Yeah, well... they shouldn't. They shouldn't forget.