Haven’t split a single day’s worth of action into this many storylines since Leachtric. But it has so many distinct phases, it’s worth it. (I can already tell I’m not gonna fit much bonus material at the back of this print volume, either.)
This is the one where things really get rough.
If you want some happier memories of earlier times, there’s a new Patron-exclusive post about the cozy crowd shot in Plus Ones.
Dex: Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?
Kale: What, like a good reason to let me live? If you don’t want to hear it from my handler, I don’t think you’d take my word for it.
Dex: I mean in self-defense! Some kind of justification for what you did!
Kale: I don’t have one. There’s no excuse.
Dex: An apology, then? Perhaps some groveling?
Kale: Would that help? Would it mean anything? I don’t even remember who you are.
Dex: You wouldn’t — it wasn’t my mind you sank your filthy powers into, and left a smouldering wreck when they finally tore you out. You saved that for my brilliant, precious, and heart-wrenchingly long-suffering husband.
Kale: . . . Hermosa?
Dex: Oh, so you do remember him.
Kale: Did he — Did he ask you to —
. . . should we walk to the river before you kill me, or would you rather just dump my body down the slope with all the trees and get it over with?