"No. Nothing quite like that at all," he says after he finishes whatever was left of his drink, and mutters for the bartender to bring him a water. He's thirsty, alright? Priorities. After obtaining his water, he glances down at Naveen and continues.
"Someone cut my head off." He casually takes a drink from his water. Even if he'd hesitate to say it in the middle of a street, it isn't like it's a secret. It was, up until this point, pretty much his entire existence. "Didn't kill me. My head and body got separated, and I spent a lot of time in the quiet."
He takes another sip of his waters, enjoying the coolness as it went down his parched throat. He was enjoying even having a throat, if he's being honest with himself.
"Eventually, something brought be here, to this place. Whole once more."
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"Someone cut my head off." He casually takes a drink from his water. Even if he'd hesitate to say it in the middle of a street, it isn't like it's a secret. It was, up until this point, pretty much his entire existence. "Didn't kill me. My head and body got separated, and I spent a lot of time in the quiet."
He takes another sip of his waters, enjoying the coolness as it went down his parched throat. He was enjoying even having a throat, if he's being honest with himself.
"Eventually, something brought be here, to this place. Whole once more."