[ It's a noteworthy question - one that might suggest something about Corvo - but Daud only stares at Corvo, deadpan. ]
I'm not looking for death.
[ He'd been trying to make a life for himself when the nightmares began, when he first realized what had to be done. That the Outsider had to be killed and he would be the one to do it, or to make it somehow happen. Ever since that realization, his life's been only a narrow-focused search for the blade that'll end the bastard. The blade he and Billie were so close to finding. (The blade that some, inexplicably, had nearly killed him.)
(There's a question: If it's true that they've healed something in him, that he's no longer making a fast approach to death, is there some chance of living beyond his mission? And if so, what will he do with the time? What would he possibly do?) ]
And I've had more than my share of fighting.
[ Recently, too. How many times had he entered that ring? He'd never known, never been able to keep track of anything in the baths, much as their contraption ached his mind, much as it tore him apart at every moment, pulling himself away from himself. ]
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I'm not looking for death.
[ He'd been trying to make a life for himself when the nightmares began, when he first realized what had to be done. That the Outsider had to be killed and he would be the one to do it, or to make it somehow happen. Ever since that realization, his life's been only a narrow-focused search for the blade that'll end the bastard. The blade he and Billie were so close to finding. (The blade that some, inexplicably, had nearly killed him.)
(There's a question: If it's true that they've healed something in him, that he's no longer making a fast approach to death, is there some chance of living beyond his mission? And if so, what will he do with the time? What would he possibly do?) ]
And I've had more than my share of fighting.
[ Recently, too. How many times had he entered that ring? He'd never known, never been able to keep track of anything in the baths, much as their contraption ached his mind, much as it tore him apart at every moment, pulling himself away from himself. ]