Her resentment seems easy to obtained. I have a gift for it, and apparently so do you. Yet she likes you and hates me. I must have really pulled her braids at some point.
[That was a rather serious answer, one that came with a weight he wasn't certain that he liked particularly much. At the same time, it was a sort of weight of words that was familiar in a bone-deep kind of way. Gathering all the secretive information, holding it close, letting the weight of it settle across his shoulders.
He needed information like he thought he needed to draw breath. Curiosity was a deep pull to his every decision. He needed to know. The lack of memory felt worse for him than it did for Vira whom he had spoken about it.]
I'm not back at the dilapidated graveyard, no. I am at your old farm. Come as you will. I'm not going anywhere.
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[That was a rather serious answer, one that came with a weight he wasn't certain that he liked particularly much. At the same time, it was a sort of weight of words that was familiar in a bone-deep kind of way. Gathering all the secretive information, holding it close, letting the weight of it settle across his shoulders.
He needed information like he thought he needed to draw breath. Curiosity was a deep pull to his every decision. He needed to know. The lack of memory felt worse for him than it did for Vira whom he had spoken about it.]
I'm not back at the dilapidated graveyard, no. I am at your old farm. Come as you will. I'm not going anywhere.