It's no longer a phantom pain he can't do anything about, thank the gods; those disappeared when he died. But as Gaeta opens his eyes, he continues to knead what's left of his right leg.
"That's about all I know besides the soldier songs," he murmurs, meeting Azimar's gaze.
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"That's about all I know besides the soldier songs," he murmurs, meeting Azimar's gaze.