[ There's a strange familiarity with this that doesn't speak of anything back home. A vague half-dream feeling. Like this situation has happened before, only with scraps and bruises and not a half petrified body.
It also feels like being scolded by Gav, arguably his best friend, and it hurts a little. But only because he let him down. That Will, someone he barely knows, gets the same level of feeling out of Clive...
He sighs and shifts his arm using his left hand, closing the distance to hold it up for Will, frowning at the book so he doesn't look at the other. ]
I'm sorry. I truly thought it wouldn't do anything.
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:56 pm (UTC)It also feels like being scolded by Gav, arguably his best friend, and it hurts a little. But only because he let him down. That Will, someone he barely knows, gets the same level of feeling out of Clive...
He sighs and shifts his arm using his left hand, closing the distance to hold it up for Will, frowning at the book so he doesn't look at the other. ]
I'm sorry. I truly thought it wouldn't do anything.