[ the last vestiges of the sunset have color, too—a deep, pretty blue that looks like the beginning of the evening sky, and that's appealing and lovely in its own way. dextera is less intent on watching, but it doesn't escape his notice that the color is changing but remaining nevertheless. just this morning, it was still grey, but maybe this is a good sign for the progression of the world after all. ]
...?
[ he blinks, when guren speaks, and his smile fades into an expression of confusion. he touches his own mouth, like he's surprised he was smiling at all.
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...?
[ he blinks, when guren speaks, and his smile fades into an expression of confusion. he touches his own mouth, like he's surprised he was smiling at all.
guren noticed something like that? ]