[ Royce doesn't speak, just nods. It's like industrial lights, like a huge building, a generator slowly turning off each section of the building - he's shutting down in phases.
He squeezes Gwen's hand, shaking her gently, throat too tight to form the words to wake her. ]
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He squeezes Gwen's hand, shaking her gently, throat too tight to form the words to wake her. ]