[Dozer turns, slowly, back to Twilight. He shakes his head, slowly, every move he makes, deliberate and calculating. Little human, do not boil down my actions to wanton destruction. You don't know what it's like to be entrapped by something less than you.
His eyes move downwards, staring at the bouquet of flowers hanging from his icy tusk.]
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His eyes move downwards, staring at the bouquet of flowers hanging from his icy tusk.]