She looks him over. Sad to see the ear gone, not that he was good at listening in the first place. The rest of him looks much like the sturdy, surly boy he's always been.]
How is it over there for you? Really? I don't need specifics. I just want to know if you're doing okay.
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[God I hope they get one-shotted by a deity.
She looks him over. Sad to see the ear gone, not that he was good at listening in the first place. The rest of him looks much like the sturdy, surly boy he's always been.]
How is it over there for you? Really? I don't need specifics. I just want to know if you're doing okay.
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He looks, briefly, like he wants to say something--but he flickers dangerously, so he changes his mind and sighs.]
Fine, I guess. Most of the loud people are here.
[So many dead extroverts, everywhere, all the time]