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He’s wringing his mask between his hands as he does, the soft, familiar wool the only thing tethering him to earth. Without it he’s almost certain he’d fall right through.
He’s been planning this moment for months.
He’s wringing his mask between his hands as he does, the soft, familiar wool the only thing tethering him to earth. Without it he’s almost certain he’d fall right through.
He’s been planning this moment for months.
Hawks: Just say it.
Enji, clenching his fists under the restaurant table: I’m not like you. Words don’t come easily to me.
Hawks, scornfully: There’s not much left to say. You don’t even look happy to be here.
Hawks: Just say it.
Enji, clenching his fists under the restaurant table: I’m not like you. Words don’t come easily to me.
Hawks, scornfully: There’s not much left to say. You don’t even look happy to be here.