[Oliver wraps a hand around the staff, the cold biting into his palm. His tone is flat.] Then I kill them.
[And that's it, isn't it. For a few seconds his jaw twitches around things he can't figure out how to say, and then he lets go of the staff. It takes all of a breath to find a grip on the un-frozen wall and start climbing.]
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[And that's it, isn't it. For a few seconds his jaw twitches around things he can't figure out how to say, and then he lets go of the staff. It takes all of a breath to find a grip on the un-frozen wall and start climbing.]