[He nods like he would when discussing anything else. Recalling the moment leaves him quite pensive, but that's all it is - a moment or a page in the long chapter of his story.]
My last memory is of losing.
[And a little after that. It had felt so much like drifting to sleep through intense exhaustion. His right hand tingles at the memory of the excruciating pain. He no longer feels any of it.]
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My last memory is of losing.
[And a little after that. It had felt so much like drifting to sleep through intense exhaustion. His right hand tingles at the memory of the excruciating pain. He no longer feels any of it.]