You're still dead, aren't you. I didn't think you'd die. Not you. You're Brienne. Like Aveline. The two of you were supposed to surval-- sur-- live. She did. But that's not both of you. You should come back. Soon. Really soon. Like yesterday. But there aren't time things here the way they are otherwise. Like me coming from one year and Hawke another. That doesn't work here for here. Here. It doesn't. That would probably be confusing if it did. Really confusing. Too confusing. So don't come back yesterday. Today would be good.
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