[ He stares at her for a moment longer, downs his glass of vodka and pours a new one. He's feeling lost, and confused, and -- this is goodbye. For real. He's sure of it. Even if... even if they both live, they'll never be the same. He might not feel a thing about her next time he sees her, if his visions about his true self are any indication. ]
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[ He stares at her for a moment longer, downs his glass of vodka and pours a new one. He's feeling lost, and confused, and -- this is goodbye. For real. He's sure of it. Even if... even if they both live, they'll never be the same. He might not feel a thing about her next time he sees her, if his visions about his true self are any indication. ]
You will be brilliant.