[Somberly, as he shifts like changing his stance, moving the space of a step closer:]
They never last. [And it sounds like he truly laments that—but can't see it any other way.] And there's never any guarantee you'll find them again. Why suffer just for the random chance?
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They never last. [And it sounds like he truly laments that—but can't see it any other way.] And there's never any guarantee you'll find them again. Why suffer just for the random chance?