... What can he even do about it. The images this time will probably stick with him just as long as the one in Vaskoth. Once more, his body count went up. Once more, the body count of people he knew - and people he felt responsible for - went home. Once more, it was nominally a victory, and he holds satisfaction for that which lasts just long enough to know that it probably isn't something he should be embracing. Masaomi's tired and hungry, to be sure, but he wasn't there the whole time, not like some of the other people (who died . . . that's so bizarre) so he's able to make his way-- back to the Flame Building, he decides. Back to his room. He'll pass everyone he sees before then with an expression he makes up just for that encounter. ]
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... What can he even do about it. The images this time will probably stick with him just as long as the one in Vaskoth. Once more, his body count went up. Once more, the body count of people he knew - and people he felt responsible for - went home. Once more, it was nominally a victory, and he holds satisfaction for that which lasts just long enough to know that it probably isn't something he should be embracing. Masaomi's tired and hungry, to be sure, but he wasn't there the whole time, not like some of the other people (who died . . . that's so bizarre) so he's able to make his way-- back to the Flame Building, he decides. Back to his room. He'll pass everyone he sees before then with an expression he makes up just for that encounter. ]