[Shiro died. It's exactly what he thought she might say, and it still feels like taking a suckerpunch to the gut. His eyes are wide, throat tight as he stares at her like he's waiting for a punchline to a sick joke.
Unfortunately what comes after is neither a punchline nor a panacea. Where blood had seemingly turned to ice in his veins, it's instantly replaced with something corrosive.]
That's -- [His voice is getting louder, the first word practically yelped before every ounce of disbelief collapses into outrage.] What're you -- [His mind's going a mile a minute, questions piling on top of each other in disorganized chaos.] What do you mean he died and the Galra fucking cloned him?!
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Unfortunately what comes after is neither a punchline nor a panacea. Where blood had seemingly turned to ice in his veins, it's instantly replaced with something corrosive.]
That's -- [His voice is getting louder, the first word practically yelped before every ounce of disbelief collapses into outrage.] What're you -- [His mind's going a mile a minute, questions piling on top of each other in disorganized chaos.] What do you mean he died and the Galra fucking cloned him?!