As a Titan I would put that small piece of cloth my Ghost found for me when he brought me back to life. That way when I come under heavy fire by say the fallen or the unmerciful vex and I have doubts of my survival, I can always reach into my pocket, hold onto that cloth, and gain the courage to face my enemy with unrelenting force. Because I was brought back to life for a purpose. Brought back by a new friend, a friend I won't let down. For that cloth is not just any cloth, it was a gift that was given, by a friend.
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Deep my friend. Deep
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I sharted mine... [spoiler]it didn't make shards...[/spoiler]
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*slow clap*