[Bull sits back himself for a minute, as the buzzing in his head from the imperfect resurrection returns in full force now that adrenaline isn't fueling him entirely. He feels a little weak, though he'd never admit it. He will admit he will miss that very cool dream axe.]
If it helps, I'll still be here when you leave this time.
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If it helps, I'll still be here when you leave this time.