[ ... today, huh. and he sought to be alone in the worst place whether he knew it or not.
don's eyes lift back to him in quiet understand before her hand reaches out to grasp whatever hem she can. a small weight of existence. it is, however, enough to settle the flowers and their odd desire for others to touch one another. ]
Do thee wish to be punished for thy presumed wickedness, my friend?
[ an honest question. this is a kind of salve too, for she's seen how guilt weighs on others. ]
If so, answer quick. As one ever in eternal servitude to her Lady Justice, I shall offer what thee seek. In what way is it thy fault? Did thee strike her with intent? If an accident, is thine attitude an attempt at reparation?
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don's eyes lift back to him in quiet understand before her hand reaches out to grasp whatever hem she can. a small weight of existence. it is, however, enough to settle the flowers and their odd desire for others to touch one another. ]
Do thee wish to be punished for thy presumed wickedness, my friend?
[ an honest question. this is a kind of salve too, for she's seen how guilt weighs on others. ]
If so, answer quick. As one ever in eternal servitude to her Lady Justice, I shall offer what thee seek. In what way is it thy fault? Did thee strike her with intent? If an accident, is thine attitude an attempt at reparation?