[He chokes on his breath, squirming and rasping in his pain.]
You didn't read what I read — she's made to be a weapon! S'all she — is! A number!
She's not worthy of the First P—
[He cries out, grappling more fervently, panicking as the fingers of his flesh hand scratch at her arm and towards her face. Anything to get the pain to stop; the First People, they'd have fixed this place, they'd have ended people like Hawke or X-23-23. They would have made this place a haven-]
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You didn't read what I read — she's made to be a weapon! S'all she — is! A number!
She's not worthy of the First P—
[He cries out, grappling more fervently, panicking as the fingers of his flesh hand scratch at her arm and towards her face. Anything to get the pain to stop; the First People, they'd have fixed this place, they'd have ended people like Hawke or X-23-23. They would have made this place a haven-]