[He winces at the memory, himself. He hadn't even really thought about the sentimental value of that stuff, just that it'd proved it was Indrani. That'd been more than enough, at the time, to deal with.]
Maybe the guns'll be okay, though. Once, I dunno. You get 'em out of all those spikes.
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[He winces at the memory, himself. He hadn't even really thought about the sentimental value of that stuff, just that it'd proved it was Indrani. That'd been more than enough, at the time, to deal with.]
Maybe the guns'll be okay, though. Once, I dunno. You get 'em out of all those spikes.