Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26709630-20160408221123/@comment-25686329-20160420225304

Nietzsche's eyes burrowed into hers as he looked at her, and he looked slightly pained.

"That's..." he started. "...that's so much worse. Going to your grave alone is one thing, but watching your friends die... No-one should have to do that. I'm very sorry."

They continued walking, and Nietzsche attempted to close the rather sad topic before it spiralled further. "Justice comes to us all, I suppose." He said decidedly.

"So, what are you about? What's Gracie Goose into?"