Emet is stupidly easily to melt; he does not want to hold on to hurt or pain long, even if it sometimes grabs him and drags him down by his collar.
He seeks a hand to weave his fingers with, to take up to his hand so he can kiss the pads of them. "Tell me, then, how the concept farm amused you this time."
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Date: 2022-08-15 09:25 pm (UTC)He seeks a hand to weave his fingers with, to take up to his hand so he can kiss the pads of them. "Tell me, then, how the concept farm amused you this time."