[He trails off. As her words sink in, Kuja rises quickly to his feet, visibly upset, finally roused from his coherent, yet dazed state.] No, that's not possible. I'm supposed to die--he isn't.
[Why is he even here--or anywhere at all? He'd wanted his existence to end, had deserved it. If anyone were to be spirited away from that place, it should have been Zidane.] I have to return.
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[He trails off. As her words sink in, Kuja rises quickly to his feet, visibly upset, finally roused from his coherent, yet dazed state.] No, that's not possible. I'm supposed to die--he isn't.
[Why is he even here--or anywhere at all? He'd wanted his existence to end, had deserved it. If anyone were to be spirited away from that place, it should have been Zidane.] I have to return.