[ so anyone in the city could have been witness to that nightmare. those memories. those very personal memories. things he would never willingly share with anyone else. he internalizes and accepts this information with almost eerie calmness.
of course, this doesn't mean that he isn't angry. ]
Do you ever dream, Sebastian, on the rare occasion that you sleep?
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of course, this doesn't mean that he isn't angry. ]
Do you ever dream, Sebastian, on the rare occasion that you sleep?