[Except death. For other people. Once the missions come to an end, Daisy will be nothing but dust. A memory long forgotten as he moves on, rebuilding his world in his own image, so why do he not want her to leave?
Fingers twitching around his own glass, the Darkling inclines his head.]
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[Except death. For other people. Once the missions come to an end, Daisy will be nothing but dust. A memory long forgotten as he moves on, rebuilding his world in his own image, so why do he not want her to leave?
Fingers twitching around his own glass, the Darkling inclines his head.]
Maybe some other time, then.