[ Lips pursed, squeezing Theo's hand a little bit, Cellar hesitates. It's a bleak question; it would be even if she hadn't succumbed to something that could have easily been fatal. She wants to think it didn't happen because people were there, but she also hates the thought that she needed that to be the case. Feeling powerless drives her mad. ]
Do you remember any of the times you died—?
[ Voice subdued and a little weak, Cellar wouldn't blame him if he got upset at her for asking. It's a horribly invasive question. ]
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Do you remember any of the times you died—?
[ Voice subdued and a little weak, Cellar wouldn't blame him if he got upset at her for asking. It's a horribly invasive question. ]