[The emphasis on that is terrible, because it speaks to so much doubt in the verbiage. Viktor is questioning the word choice, not the event itself. He fell... or he jumped-?
Which makes for a domino of conclusions to all tumble one by one. Jayce looks, at a minimum, months older from last he saw the man. Clean shaven, dressed for the council, announcing Viktor as a Zaunite. They were all caught up in the politics of the situation, yet he recalls a noise. A noise like something was rapidly approaching them.
And Viktor woke up here.
He's a man of science, of rationality and understanding, questions are better made direct and with purpose. What could make Jayce "fall" into a goddamned ravine-?]
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[The emphasis on that is terrible, because it speaks to so much doubt in the verbiage. Viktor is questioning the word choice, not the event itself. He fell... or he jumped-?
Which makes for a domino of conclusions to all tumble one by one. Jayce looks, at a minimum, months older from last he saw the man. Clean shaven, dressed for the council, announcing Viktor as a Zaunite. They were all caught up in the politics of the situation, yet he recalls a noise. A noise like something was rapidly approaching them.
And Viktor woke up here.
He's a man of science, of rationality and understanding, questions are better made direct and with purpose. What could make Jayce "fall" into a goddamned ravine-?]
... did I die, Jayce?