They only fall... a-part.
Can it be.. undone?
"...the... the Bringer of Death?" Emerald stammered.
"As... as in, Death of the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse?" he asked further, remembering that term from some books he'd read.
"Yes, and no." Jack replied. "I don't actually have a horse, only War does." he said. "However, the sentiment is the same. Regardless of what you call me, I am that. Or used to be." he mumbled.
"Are... the others... like you?" Emerald asked concernedly.
"Not as far as I know." Jack told him, looking at Rylie next.
"As for your offer on clothes, that'd be great." he told her.
"I got nothin'. At all."
"As... as in, Death of the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse?" he asked further, remembering that term from some books he'd read.
"Yes, and no." Jack replied. "I don't actually have a horse, only War does." he said. "However, the sentiment is the same. Regardless of what you call me, I am that. Or used to be." he mumbled.
"Are... the others... like you?" Emerald asked concernedly.
"Not as far as I know." Jack told him, looking at Rylie next.
"As for your offer on clothes, that'd be great." he told her.
"I got nothin'. At all."
Why can't I just be
The one
For once!?
The one
For once!?