[He lifts his head and takes in the mournful sight. Ion's tears, the bandages—all the scars Ion must be hiding on that small body. Useless though he may be, Sandalphon will fix this the only way he knows how.]
I know you don't. And . . . there are others who want you to live.
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[He lifts his head and takes in the mournful sight. Ion's tears, the bandages—all the scars Ion must be hiding on that small body. Useless though he may be, Sandalphon will fix this the only way he knows how.]
I know you don't. And . . . there are others who want you to live.
[He'll fix this.]