[ Is all he'd further comment about the drink. Looking at the drink evokes some images in his head along with a memory and a voice, pleading and begging straight into his right ear. He can really hear the voice, the sights and smells of that time, the familiar tension and dull ache in his leg as he navigated the daily traffic of his homeworld.
There's a dull sensation in his chest the small smile he constantly wears curved down and he tries to hide a rising sigh by letting it out through his nose as a long exhale. ]
Fond of sweets, are you?
[ The small smile returning as he buries that dull and heavy sensation. ]
no subject
[ Is all he'd further comment about the drink. Looking at the drink evokes some images in his head along with a memory and a voice, pleading and begging straight into his right ear. He can really hear the voice, the sights and smells of that time, the familiar tension and dull ache in his leg as he navigated the daily traffic of his homeworld.
There's a dull sensation in his chest the small smile he constantly wears curved down and he tries to hide a rising sigh by letting it out through his nose as a long exhale. ]
Fond of sweets, are you?
[ The small smile returning as he buries that dull and heavy sensation. ]