[That stings. It burns so deeply that Banjou has to look away.
He needs to keep his composure, but what can he do? He's going to die tomorrow. He's thrown his own brother under the bus, and he's probably doomed his entire group single-handed, just like he's done before.
Just like he always done.]
It's my fault you're losing your brother. I can let you talk to him one last time.
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He needs to keep his composure, but what can he do? He's going to die tomorrow. He's thrown his own brother under the bus, and he's probably doomed his entire group single-handed, just like he's done before.
Just like he always done.]
It's my fault you're losing your brother. I can let you talk to him one last time.