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[flatly] I would be of no use, and likely be killed for Xellos' amusement. Or used as a shield. I know. I know. [He covers his eyes lets out a frustrated sigh, one that bears more resemblance to a snarl that anything. He's not immortal. He isn't among the most powerful here--he's nowhere near that, unlike how things had stood back on his own world. He may have accepted that fact, but it has never stopped being galling--especially now, since the stakes are so high.]
[After a moment he uncovers them, distress showing through the cracks riddling his composure.] What would you have me do?