Hm? What sort of sense?
Hm? What sort of sense?
Oh, is that all?~
Swap tomestones with me. ^-^
Which side would you prefer I argue for, for this indulgence of yours?
Go on. Tell me your woes.
I have no way to keep appraised of your adventures these days without you telling me.
[eyebrows go up]
Because I have already had a very similar discussion with you long, long ago. I am ceding early!
[he's getting flashbacks]
Of course, of course.
You and your strange, strange words!
//he's going through it a little
You'll have to bring me one, sometime! ^-^
Hm?
Oh. It's truly dire, isn't it?
=_=
ngl.link/feyranlavellan
//wheeze
//'the hyth with the apartment'? XD
Hm? Mail? For me?
Interesting! It sounds like a very tasty concept.
What is a lemon?
[he tilts his head slightly]
[a soft snort]
So mischievous, as always.
I trust your taste implicitly.
Oh, it's all been fine so far.
Would that I could...I'm afraid I am just as lost.
The only thing I can say is that I am...trying to not fixate on my world. It's long gone. I need to accept that.
We've seen what can happen, if one doesn't allow themselves to leave the past behind.
[without looking up from his book] Sit.
You're doing the best you can.
My situation is strange. I'd be an ass to demand you immediately know how to approach it.
You cannot replicate my world, E'Mepu. Or bring it back.
[sad smile]
I would rather try to move on.
I really don't need much.
But I would be happy to eat your cooking.
Please do not.
... [offers her a small flower he found]