[ a meaningful pause, not a silence of necessity. he even feels a little guilty, for apparently being so obvious about his pain that guren would feel the need to say this. he rubs his wrist, idly brushing his thumb over the place the consciousness orb used to be buried.
the archangel...
there are a lot of things that dextera hasn’t told guren, about himself, about his past, and so the way those have affected him aren’t immediately obvious either. he looks up from his arm, and nods.
for now, he isn’t going to be more okay, so that has to be enough. and then he tilts his head forward, demanding it of guren too. ]
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[ a meaningful pause, not a silence of necessity. he even feels a little guilty, for apparently being so obvious about his pain that guren would feel the need to say this. he rubs his wrist, idly brushing his thumb over the place the consciousness orb used to be buried.
the archangel...
there are a lot of things that dextera hasn’t told guren, about himself, about his past, and so the way those have affected him aren’t immediately obvious either. he looks up from his arm, and nods.
for now, he isn’t going to be more okay, so that has to be enough. and then he tilts his head forward, demanding it of guren too. ]