But does the man truly think that any of that is going to help? Oh no. It sure isn't. Because Inigo is sitting there across the table, and his face is absolutely as pale as a sheet. Nothing Roland says can make this okay. Because now Inigo has got ghost bugs on the brain, and if there's anything he's learned during his stay on the train, it's that anything is possible. Anything can exist.
Even ghost bugs.
"F-- Fatheeeeer....."
Look at that pitiful whine. Look at those actual tears that are appearing in Inigo's eyes. It's as if Roland somehow set off a toddler, rather than a near full grown seventeen year old.
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And squeezing his hands.
And saying that he's kidding.
But does the man truly think that any of that is going to help? Oh no. It sure isn't. Because Inigo is sitting there across the table, and his face is absolutely as pale as a sheet. Nothing Roland says can make this okay. Because now Inigo has got ghost bugs on the brain, and if there's anything he's learned during his stay on the train, it's that anything is possible. Anything can exist.
Even ghost bugs.
"F-- Fatheeeeer....."
Look at that pitiful whine. Look at those actual tears that are appearing in Inigo's eyes. It's as if Roland somehow set off a toddler, rather than a near full grown seventeen year old.