"A little?" he snorts at the understatement in that. "I was crazy about her. And she didn't know I existed," he admits. But the sheepishness in that confession is no match for the next
"Uh huh," he nods slightly. "I reanimated myself with the help of a fiery God of rebirth just so I could try to bring her back from the dead. I did it too. I necromanced the hell out of both of us. But she didn't like it. Me, or being reanimated, I don't really know. So she gave it back— life. How's that for rejection?"
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"Uh huh," he nods slightly. "I reanimated myself with the help of a fiery God of rebirth just so I could try to bring her back from the dead. I did it too. I necromanced the hell out of both of us. But she didn't like it. Me, or being reanimated, I don't really know. So she gave it back— life. How's that for rejection?"