[ If he had a glass to cheers, he would. Instead they have a bottle of half-drunk booze to share between them, along with some alternate-universe history and very good sex.
Booker is quiet for a moment, almost pensive. ]
I died then. My first death; it was while I was a soldier in Napoleon's Armée, all of us on foot, headed to Russia. That was when I learned I couldn't actually stay dead.
[ He isn't sure why he's sharing this fact, morbid and unsexy as it is. But ... he wants her to know this. ]
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[ If he had a glass to cheers, he would. Instead they have a bottle of half-drunk booze to share between them, along with some alternate-universe history and very good sex.
Booker is quiet for a moment, almost pensive. ]
I died then. My first death; it was while I was a soldier in Napoleon's Armée, all of us on foot, headed to Russia. That was when I learned I couldn't actually stay dead.
[ He isn't sure why he's sharing this fact, morbid and unsexy as it is. But ... he wants her to know this. ]