[Flynn's voice takes a sharper turn at that. He understands the sentiment, can rationally wrap his head around the existential horror of the centuries but Enoch's explanation brings back other memories he actively tries to bury. Peter, angry and hurting, hurling those awful words at him.
You're dead to me! Who cares if I kill you, you're already dead!]
You two are not the first Immortals I've met. Maybe I can't relive what it must be like suffering through all that, fine. But I know it's possible to see mortals in a different light.
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[Flynn's voice takes a sharper turn at that. He understands the sentiment, can rationally wrap his head around the existential horror of the centuries but Enoch's explanation brings back other memories he actively tries to bury. Peter, angry and hurting, hurling those awful words at him.
You're dead to me! Who cares if I kill you, you're already dead!]
You two are not the first Immortals I've met. Maybe I can't relive what it must be like suffering through all that, fine. But I know it's possible to see mortals in a different light.