[Ah -- he picks up on the logic being challenged almost immediately as Viktor claims the man to be a delusion, carefully keeping silent as his eyes trace the angered, startled, disappearing form.
As forms that seemed so real turn to nothing but air, Vakama gently shifts the load in his arms, a careful sigh as he crosses the space with a hand to Viktor's back.]
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As forms that seemed so real turn to nothing but air, Vakama gently shifts the load in his arms, a careful sigh as he crosses the space with a hand to Viktor's back.]
...
I'm sorry, my friend.
Do you need a moment?