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He was okay, right?
Of course not, you big gay lair! When was the last time you ever saw someone survive being shot through the chest? Some people can barely survive winter!
This is it Isaac, this is what you get for trying to be creative! Would Hamilton have killed someone because he was being creative? No, you are worse than Hamilton. You don’t deserve to be captain, you don’t deserve any rank in the military.
Okay, calm down, he was on the enemy’s side, he knew the risk.
Yeah, on the battlefield! He was literally just reading poems and you shot him like he was a practice dummy.
It was because you sneezed!
None of the other military commanders would have sneezed. They would have admired the pretty guy and not messed it up, but not you.
You just had to have these feelings.
You could have fought them off, lived a peaceful life with Beatrice, be a father, but no!
Look at what’s happening down, his men probably are carrying him off to the medic tent. It won’t do any good, he’s dead because of you and your depraved homosexual thoughts.
And even if he wasn’t a man, finding an enemy attractive? Have you any shame?
God, you such are failure, this why the other freemasons didn’t want you. This is why Beatrice secretly despises you for trapping her. This is why you are very going down in history.
Okay, just look back through the spygl- take your finger off the trigger, moron! Look back through the spyglass, maybe he’s fine.
Nope, he’s dead.
Dammnit Isaac, why would you think that would work?
Okay, okay, just…
Maybe…
Get some water, from the stream, Get your mind off this.
It looked clean enough.