[Braska's expression, already serious, flickers. Light's out. That's... He draws in a deep breath. That's like what Kay said. Braska... can only hope, that -- something like this... isn't... common.
Still -- I think, he said. He doesn't know for sure.
Braska manages a smile, because he doesn't know what his face would do without one right now.]
A blessing, then. [The urge to perform the prayer here is difficult. Braska swallows hard instead.] But, do we know for certain?
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Still -- I think, he said. He doesn't know for sure.
Braska manages a smile, because he doesn't know what his face would do without one right now.]
A blessing, then. [The urge to perform the prayer here is difficult. Braska swallows hard instead.] But, do we know for certain?