[ dextera nods, and with that information—the chickens around them, too, everything in this moment—he offers damian a particular name in sign. the D of his name is a necessity, of course, but then he lightly taps his fingers together next to his mouth, like mimicking the tweeting of a bird. italian sign language!!
it seems right, he thinks. he can't explain why—but what an honor it is, from dextera, who loves birds. ]
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it seems right, he thinks. he can't explain why—but what an honor it is, from dextera, who loves birds. ]
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[ will damian accept such a name? ]