A sigh slipped from Faelis's lips as the doctor spoke, it wasn't bad news, at least.
He didn't particularly care what happened to the thugs, at least not now, he could let the others or the pirates deal with them. However, he did look up when the doppelganger was mentioned.
"I'll go check on it," the ship's doctor started to rise, but Faelis held out a hand.
"Wait," he said sharply. "Don't leave Leyla, my memory doesn't matter compared to her."
The doctor nodded, and Faelis stood, walking over to the doppelganger. The second he saw it he knew that even if the doctor had come, it would have been too late.
A dagger was lodged right above the heart, and Faelis knelt next to the magical thing, and it was a strange feeling, watching yourself die. Faelis wasn't sure if the doppelganger was really alive or not, but he nodded to it as the light faded from its eyes.
"Thank you," he whispered, and then he felt a tugging at his mind, and the memory of one of the times he had been tortured started to fade. Instinctively, his mind tried to hold on to the thoughts, but soon it was gone.
Faelis blinked, shaking his head, it was as if there was a hole in his mind, he could remember right up to the point, and just beyond it, but nothing in between.
It must have been worth getting rid of if it's gone,' Faelis thought of the memory. 'Any memory would have been worth it.'
He glanced back at where the doppelganger had lain moments before, but nothing was there, it was gone.