yeah .. it sounds pretty bad ..
( there's another laugh from him as he pushes himself up off of the ground , dusting himself off before rubbing the nape of his neck . )
well , i still feel * like death , so i think that counts .
( the way he spoke so casually about the topic made an awkward laugh escape him . )
happens * ? that's not .. i mean , yeah , sure , people die , but they don't typically y'know .. come back .
( there’s a brief moment of silence before he slowly sits up , his gaze settling on robbie . his expression is caught somewhere between concern and confusion , as if he’s trying to make sense of what was just said . )
.. you died * once ?