[ Silence follows. It's long and contemplative; Alphinaud seems to be struggling with himself, and towards the end, he opens and closes his mouth a few times in false starts, but eventually, he exhales deeply, long and slow. ]
There... is only going forward. Should we succumb to that despair now, then we may as well give up.
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There... is only going forward. Should we succumb to that despair now, then we may as well give up.