[ Sinclair frowns, as his character rolls in at seventh]

...I can't believe I was that far behind...

[He can be a little pouty, even as he leans on Oria a little more, pressing his face against Oria's arm. Softly, in a quiet voice]

And I know. There's no point in any of this if we can't live to see any of it through. [ He swallows a little, remembering how Oria had looked when they found him. He can't promise he'll be safe and careful anymore than Oria can. But he can promise this]

... you won't ever have to make that decision again. I won't let anyone make me into a sacrifice you have to choose.

[ Oria would never have to live through that a second time.]