[ About seven or ten feet up, the Void flies them through a building; he means it to be painful, but he's taking it slow. They go through windows, not walls, and broken glass hurts less than brick. Any friend of Bob's didn't deserve to be let off easy. He drops Gil onto a roof. ]
Bob ran away, Gilbert. I hope you're not waiting for him. He couldn't handle it here anymore. Sad, when you think about it, he left all his friends behind. But I can't complain.
[ He lands, in front of Gil. ]
It sickens me, the way he thought you all could help him.
no subject
Bob ran away, Gilbert. I hope you're not waiting for him. He couldn't handle it here anymore. Sad, when you think about it, he left all his friends behind. But I can't complain.
[ He lands, in front of Gil. ]
It sickens me, the way he thought you all could help him.