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[He stiffens, and behind the plated helmet, his face falls into something resembling a genuine human expression.]

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[Silence follows those words as he stares at him through the screen. His mind is already supplying the gruesome image of his chest cavity being ripped apart courtesy of his years on the front lines. He tries to shake it off but the image clings on and all he can see beyond the screen is the image of Felix's still body lying at the bottom of the tower.]