[Definitely pointless, which is probably apparent from the sneer curling John's lip again. There's the strong urge to get up and walk away, not stay in Gabriel's presence - it used to be some kind of balm, a hope at assurance or comfort, but now it felt like something cloying or greasy over his skin.
He wonders if this place has showers.]
Spare me the lecture. You lost any right to talk about honesty four innocent lives ago.
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He wonders if this place has showers.]
Spare me the lecture. You lost any right to talk about honesty four innocent lives ago.