[The voice snaps Carnivac from whatever daze he was in, and he instantly turns to the source. Forcing himself to look at that body was painful enough, but he finds tearing his gaze away from it was just as much so.
He gets to his feet, and takes a moment, gathering his words.]
There's no reason to fear the dead, unless you're prone to superstition.
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He gets to his feet, and takes a moment, gathering his words.]
There's no reason to fear the dead, unless you're prone to superstition.