[His tone is incredibly clear, however - Don't tell him he didn't warn you that it would be terrible.
That said, he gets up easily, making his way back to the desk and finding one of the journals he keeps records of his memories in; he'll move over to the couch one he's found it, paging through it after gesturing vaguely to Jaeger - come on, join him over here if you want to.]
I was correct in assuming that Birkin would be assassinated by the corporation we worked for. I had already "died" once, and so I couldn't expose myself as still alive by doing anything about it; besides, I was operating under the assumption that Birkin knew this would be the only logical outcome, and yet he chose to stay behind anyway instead of coming with me.
However, I did return to recover his body after he'd died. He'd...undergone some changes.
[He manages to find what he was looking for; the drawing is incredibly sketchy-looking in quality, but it's...well, uh.
"He'd undergone some changes" is putting it lightly. Dear god. That said, he'll pass it over to Jaeger to let him take a look.]
I told you that some of us undergo physical mutations. Like Sergei, or that other woman I remembered. This was his, apparently.
It was the size of a large vehicle, incidentally.
[...He was a slug made of body parts that was approximately the size of a fucking bus.]
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[His tone is incredibly clear, however - Don't tell him he didn't warn you that it would be terrible.
That said, he gets up easily, making his way back to the desk and finding one of the journals he keeps records of his memories in; he'll move over to the couch one he's found it, paging through it after gesturing vaguely to Jaeger - come on, join him over here if you want to.]
I was correct in assuming that Birkin would be assassinated by the corporation we worked for. I had already "died" once, and so I couldn't expose myself as still alive by doing anything about it; besides, I was operating under the assumption that Birkin knew this would be the only logical outcome, and yet he chose to stay behind anyway instead of coming with me.
However, I did return to recover his body after he'd died. He'd...undergone some changes.
[He manages to find what he was looking for; the drawing is incredibly sketchy-looking in quality, but it's...well, uh.
"He'd undergone some changes" is putting it lightly. Dear god. That said, he'll pass it over to Jaeger to let him take a look.]
I told you that some of us undergo physical mutations. Like Sergei, or that other woman I remembered. This was his, apparently.
It was the size of a large vehicle, incidentally.
[...He was a slug made of body parts that was approximately the size of a fucking bus.]