[ Konstantin watches him work on himself, an odd thing to witness, in a way. But he hovers close nonetheless, hands itching for something to do, some way to help. Even as Vasiliy starts breathing slower, deeper, Konstantin's brow remains knit as he watches him. ]
How long were you in it for? The fire, the.. smoke.
[ Beat, and another question that follows right after. ]
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How long were you in it for? The fire, the.. smoke.
[ Beat, and another question that follows right after. ]
Was anyone with you?