[ maybe because it feels too close to a place he's already been, a place that he knew had been a fraud ideal by those with the credits to afford it that he can't even bear faking interest in what they're offering here. the only thing that gets his attention at all is the sleeve he's wearing right now, skin that he thought he'd lost a long time ago, and even that feels too skeptical to get comfortable with. ]
Anyway, not hungry.
[ though as soon as the words are out of his mouth, he realizes that he very much is, probably because there's currently nothing in this belly, not having eaten a thing since he's been in this body, and not even remembering the last time he had anything to chow on before they'd actually left.
he watches as one of the chairs at the table moves, sliding against the floor like in offering for him to sit his ass in it. with a raised brow to her, he huffs a breath through his nose and works his way to it. ]
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[ maybe because it feels too close to a place he's already been, a place that he knew had been a fraud ideal by those with the credits to afford it that he can't even bear faking interest in what they're offering here. the only thing that gets his attention at all is the sleeve he's wearing right now, skin that he thought he'd lost a long time ago, and even that feels too skeptical to get comfortable with. ]
Anyway, not hungry.
[ though as soon as the words are out of his mouth, he realizes that he very much is, probably because there's currently nothing in this belly, not having eaten a thing since he's been in this body, and not even remembering the last time he had anything to chow on before they'd actually left.
he watches as one of the chairs at the table moves, sliding against the floor like in offering for him to sit his ass in it. with a raised brow to her, he huffs a breath through his nose and works his way to it. ]
Still playing with your little magic show tricks?