[Wow, friend. You're taking away this sad but fond image of his companions going about their daily lives, having their tea and grilled chicken, their porridge and omelets and smelly natto, their slow progress towards achieving their respective goals and then]
[utterly trashing it in the following sentence. A deeply unsettling feeling stirs in his heart. An old, lingering wound.]
you liar
[utterly trashing it in the following sentence. A deeply unsettling feeling stirs in his heart. An old, lingering wound.]
Don't say things like that, Christopher!