Old Acquaintances and lost friends

[Bazza]

Some of the best friends I've ever made were made by or after shooting at them.

Including the man who saved my life just recently.



I tried to kill him and his girlfriend for no reason beyond that they were annoying me. I made sure he knew the sordid details of the sins I've cast in my time.


Yet he still saw fit to save my life when the situation befell us. He could have let me die or even cut my throat himself - but he didn't.

For that, he has my unending gratitude.

That man - Vincent Pryor - is the reason I saved your life.

Now that I find myself in a similar situation I can understand his motives a bit better.

The fact you once intended to harm me and my friends is something we can forgive.



Because you're worth it.

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