[ he grabs it back, turning around to walk back towards the window with a huff. he doesn't pocket the eyeball again immediately, though, rolls it through his fingers like he's done for decades. without turning around, he says, ]
Don't ask about it, and I won't ask about your grave.
[ it's said like an offer, not a threat. tradeoff. ]
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[ he grabs it back, turning around to walk back towards the window with a huff. he doesn't pocket the eyeball again immediately, though, rolls it through his fingers like he's done for decades. without turning around, he says, ]
Don't ask about it, and I won't ask about your grave.
[ it's said like an offer, not a threat. tradeoff. ]