it might be a while, before he answers. after the worst of the chaos, after he has found him. when there is a moment.
and in part, because of his own embarrassment.
his face is thin, abel. spare this mountain maiden. ]
It,
[ yes, this is clearly the fault of the failing network. it is not him pausing, uncharacteristic and somehow ashamed of his own brazenness to do this in the first place. and yet, he cannot lie. even if it is just a singular sound, made textual. never mind that it would come out thin, his eyes cast elsewhere, were it asked aloud. ]
[ (un)fortunately text doesn't exactly allow him to easily divert the line of questioning. he can't really indicate anything else, but at least he can do this: ]
No need.
[ for apologies, he means. it's his own fault. ]
To my other works. Part of it.
[ just... gonna... shove that in there. very smooth, lwj. ]
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it might be a while, before he answers. after the worst of the chaos, after he has found him. when there is a moment.
and in part, because of his own embarrassment.
his face is thin, abel. spare this mountain maiden. ]
It,
[ yes, this is clearly the fault of the failing network. it is not him pausing, uncharacteristic and somehow ashamed of his own brazenness to do this in the first place. and yet, he cannot lie. even if it is just a singular sound, made textual. never mind that it would come out thin, his eyes cast elsewhere, were it asked aloud. ]
Mn.
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No.
[ maybe he should have held on to this a bit more firmly. ]
That is who it is.
[ ... ]
I had meant to send it elsewhere.
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Were you sending it to him, then?
[Hmmmm? What a romantic gesture, a painting. Abel would swoon if Cain ever did something like that for him.]
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No need.
[ for apologies, he means. it's his own fault. ]
To my other works. Part of it.
[ just... gonna... shove that in there. very smooth, lwj. ]