[ it's like the least bueno you can be. also dump one on me whenever if you'd like.
there is always blood, a price in flesh, a price in life. she takes his hand and he looks at her with the sort of eyes that say he doesn't deserve this kind of touch. she's too kind, she's always too kind. ]
... No. Some of it is in the grass itself, in the twyre - herbs - in the bulls, in the beat of the Town's living heart.
But what is a haruspex save an oracle that divines using organ meat.
[ he looks downwards at their hands together. ]
She helped me find what I was looking for, but I never wanted it to be at the cost of her life...
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there is always blood, a price in flesh, a price in life. she takes his hand and he looks at her with the sort of eyes that say he doesn't deserve this kind of touch. she's too kind, she's always too kind. ]
... No. Some of it is in the grass itself, in the twyre - herbs - in the bulls, in the beat of the Town's living heart.
But what is a haruspex save an oracle that divines using organ meat.
[ he looks downwards at their hands together. ]
She helped me find what I was looking for, but I never wanted it to be at the cost of her life...
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This is a lot of strange words I don't quite know, but I think I can catch the gist.
[Her thumb rubs over his knuckles, soothing in the smallest measures. The best she can offer, platitudes and a warm hand to hold.]
Of course not. How could you expect that? Why would you ever think that way about a friend?
I'm sorry. I wish things hadn't been that way for you. Or her. Nobody should have to hurt that much.
[speaking of hurting. Sorta.]