[ He takes another drink. A long one. He's barely feeling this now, barely tastes it. It's just adding to his general feeling of haze.
But it's not guilt. He couldn't have done anything about this, he knows that. He'd been asleep. Everyone should have been asleep. This wasn't a fight, it was a slaughter. ]
This isn't me, it's not any of us. It was them. These things keep happening, Athos. The harpies, two avalanches. Now this? How long before it's one of us? You or Aramis.
[ He smiles, shaking his head, and takes another drink. ]
no subject
[ He takes another drink. A long one. He's barely feeling this now, barely tastes it. It's just adding to his general feeling of haze.
But it's not guilt. He couldn't have done anything about this, he knows that. He'd been asleep. Everyone should have been asleep. This wasn't a fight, it was a slaughter. ]
This isn't me, it's not any of us. It was them. These things keep happening, Athos. The harpies, two avalanches. Now this? How long before it's one of us? You or Aramis.
[ He smiles, shaking his head, and takes another drink. ]
I want to know who did it.