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"So there's about a few thousand different choices we could have made,that could have given us a thousand different outcomes.And in a thousand different worlds those choice made us who we are. She said those words as if they weighed the world,which maybe they did. "I don't have time for riddles my brother is out there and he needs me" "Your brother is out there and you need him,not the other way around" "You are wasting my time" "How many people are you willing to sacrifice before you conclude that your brother needs to be away from people,he's a danger to himself and others,how many more souls will need to pay the price ?" "As many as Laurent needs I couldn't give lesser then a rat's ass about who gets hurt in the process"He looked at her,his stare cold and unforgiving. "Not even if it's you "He added. She smiled sadly. "Your own mother?" "You've always liked to call yourself that haven't you?"
Its on me
