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[ oh look, another rooftop. Eko is in profile looking out at the city, both hands resting on the hilt of his sheathed katana, and after a moment lifts his chin to address the empty air like an orator. ]
Empty cicada shell:
as we come
we go back naked.
[ Pause. ]
Though there's been no confirmation.
[ He glances back at Yurine/the device, and his smirk is unkind. ]
That child did perish, did he not?
Empty cicada shell:
as we come
we go back naked.
[ Pause. ]
Though there's been no confirmation.
[ He glances back at Yurine/the device, and his smirk is unkind. ]
That child did perish, did he not?
