[ Once again, Neal has nothing to say. He's never been at his best around death. But death and resurrection? Other dimensions, magic, sure, whatever, he can deal with those mysteries until he works out the mechanics behind them.
But coming back from the dead? It's pretty goddamn hard to fake that.
Under his breath: ] Jesus.
[ A pause. ] No pun intended.
[ He shivers, this time not because he's cold. Neal rests a fingertip against the map, tracing one of the un-smudged lines. ] Where did this come from?
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But coming back from the dead? It's pretty goddamn hard to fake that.
Under his breath: ] Jesus.
[ A pause. ] No pun intended.
[ He shivers, this time not because he's cold. Neal rests a fingertip against the map, tracing one of the un-smudged lines. ] Where did this come from?