Clamor has been dead for hundreds of years, to the point where he's not sure how he feels about it anymore. Granted, the time span between his soul going into the scythe and Noah waking him up was many centuries, but as far as he could tell mentally, it didn't seem like all that much time had passed. He'd woken up in a completely different world. Everything he knew he'd left behind, and anyone he knew before he was killed would be dead, now.
He can imagine, then, how Harque must feel.]
No. I was not.
[His reply is blunt but honest as he pauses inbetween for a sip of his punch.]
I have been dead for a very long time, actually. But I've also gotten used to strange things happening to me, at this point...this would not even be the oddest, if I'm honest.
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Clamor has been dead for hundreds of years, to the point where he's not sure how he feels about it anymore. Granted, the time span between his soul going into the scythe and Noah waking him up was many centuries, but as far as he could tell mentally, it didn't seem like all that much time had passed. He'd woken up in a completely different world. Everything he knew he'd left behind, and anyone he knew before he was killed would be dead, now.
He can imagine, then, how Harque must feel.]
No. I was not.
[His reply is blunt but honest as he pauses inbetween for a sip of his punch.]
I have been dead for a very long time, actually. But I've also gotten used to strange things happening to me, at this point...this would not even be the oddest, if I'm honest.