[ you have a visitor. she's perched primly atop the least offensive thing possible, legs crossed over each other- though the restlessness that's plagued her since the night of investigation is still present, leaving them and her wings to move around aimlessly. ]
Tell me honestly. Or don't, if you don't want to.
Your feelings about all this ... they aren't partly because Logy will be on the other side waiting, are they?
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backdated to post trial w2 up in the. janthouse, i guess
[ you have a visitor. she's perched primly atop the least offensive thing possible, legs crossed over each other- though the restlessness that's plagued her since the night of investigation is still present, leaving them and her wings to move around aimlessly. ]
Tell me honestly. Or don't, if you don't want to.
Your feelings about all this ... they aren't partly because Logy will be on the other side waiting, are they?
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She looks away. ]
... Maybe a little bit.
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but their hearts, well. Those aren't so hard to understand. And tact only comes of knowing human norms- social ones. ]
Is it really so difficult, the thought of being without him?
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[ She's quiet for a moment, trying to figure out a good way to articulate it. But there isn't really a good way to articulate it, is the problem. ]
We've been apart before.
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