He is, isn't he? It's also strangely and vaguely familiar to her, though she has no idea why.
The look on October's face, however, stops her musings. There's something resembling... fear. He'd shown it before, in Peter's home, that deer-in-headlights stare. It's back again.
"What's wrong?"
There's a pause before October answers. "We can... save them? I have... I have doubts. They are troubling."
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The look on October's face, however, stops her musings. There's something resembling... fear. He'd shown it before, in Peter's home, that deer-in-headlights stare. It's back again.
"What's wrong?"
There's a pause before October answers. "We can... save them? I have... I have doubts. They are troubling."