[Copy's atrophied sense of sympathy had started getting exhausted about around Shadow figuring he can just force a copy into his shoes if he kicks the bucket. Maybe the real X might keep on preachin' about the importance of teamwork and pride coming before a fall, but this kid's had his fill.]
I suppose there's no point aruging, then. Suit yourself, Shadow.
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I suppose there's no point aruging, then. Suit yourself, Shadow.