That's not a bad thing...I don't think. Wondering. Worrying. [it's the excess. excess of most anything is a hazard, right?
Blue closes his eyes, still save for whatever Yzak does that stirs him. his spine is more pronounced in his back than before, his pale skin marred by blue veins...but his flesh still yields color to the warmth and care. yet despite that warmth, he still shivers now and then.]
It would aggravate you to know end...knowing all my thoughts. The ones you had no solutions for, at least. Searching for solutions, puzzling the pathways to them...that's what you do. It doesn't feel good to have something you're so good at be denied.
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Blue closes his eyes, still save for whatever Yzak does that stirs him. his spine is more pronounced in his back than before, his pale skin marred by blue veins...but his flesh still yields color to the warmth and care. yet despite that warmth, he still shivers now and then.]
It would aggravate you to know end...knowing all my thoughts. The ones you had no solutions for, at least. Searching for solutions, puzzling the pathways to them...that's what you do. It doesn't feel good to have something you're so good at be denied.