[I am, he tries to say. It just comes out as a breathless wheeze. He feels the connection tugging, and he clings to it like a lifeline. Panic and pain and terror of what's going to happen to him, how is he supposed to lead like this filter through from his side of the ninpo. There are hot tears down his cheeks and he can't stop those.
He's so sure he's screaming, but his voice is barely a whisper.] Peter- Peter-
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He's so sure he's screaming, but his voice is barely a whisper.] Peter- Peter-