——熱異常
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( it seems, as is on occasion the case, they had much the same natural draw. distance meeting distance. she cares not for that facsimile smile, only, to submerge herself within those pallid depths. ) . . . i believe i can spare an hour, yes. »

( despite the fact that he knows. . . that he knows that she * knows. that this is part of a reality that had bound them together in the cruelest sense. . . she does not dare allow her expression to falter for even a moment. his pulse warbles. her heart hurts. ) »

( the faintest wisp of a smile hints at its existence within the far corners of her lips. gone in a second, as if merely a passing shadow. ) you have my gratitude, nonetheless. »

. . . ( brows furrow, just a smidge, conflict within that distant gaze. how to explain. . . . ? index & middle finger retreat from milky—white wrist, reach toward his own—— still in the thin veil of fog betwixt them. ) . . . may i?

. . . 🍃 *

[ Ugh.. great, nice job embarassing yourself, Taishin. She huffed a little, grabbing the fallen crutch. ] ㅤI'm fine, just.. tripped. [ No your ass did not. ] ㅤ..oh, wait. I remember you. [ At the very least accepting the help up again, tucking the crutch under his arm. ]

[ Her ears finally perked up again as a voice spoke up. ] ㅤ. . . [ ..she should get to training. Grabbing- no, fumbling! the crutch, and it.. falls right against the door. ..dragging across it a little, before clattering to the floor. Quite the commotion. ] ㅤagh- shit..





