(his head tilts enough that black hair, previously wet from a bath and drying in larger volume without a comb to pull through it, slips from his shoulder. the sap sensation from being birthed beneath the tree of life still clings to him despite it being scrubbed away from his body until ashen skin flushed.
his expression is apathetic, but when he speaks, his words are quieter, slower.)
I thought I made myself clear. I do not know what contract you have entered into. If you explain it to me, I will listen. And if you choose not to explain it, say something else.
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(his head tilts enough that black hair, previously wet from a bath and drying in larger volume without a comb to pull through it, slips from his shoulder. the sap sensation from being birthed beneath the tree of life still clings to him despite it being scrubbed away from his body until ashen skin flushed.
his expression is apathetic, but when he speaks, his words are quieter, slower.)
I thought I made myself clear. I do not know what contract you have entered into. If you explain it to me, I will listen. And if you choose not to explain it, say something else.
This is the way of conversation.