[ Even Alfie can't manage to sound convincing, and Royce knows - he knows that they need to. It won't help. It won't do anything. They can't just stay here. Royce takes a deep breath. ]
We have to go. [ He says, quietly. He grinds his teeth. He'll be the hardass this time. He's not unused to the job. ] They're dead. We can't take them with us, even if we want to. This does us no good.
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We have to go. [ He says, quietly. He grinds his teeth. He'll be the hardass this time. He's not unused to the job. ] They're dead. We can't take them with us, even if we want to. This does us no good.