[ it's been a long, frankly, four days for sweet kon. but he does straighten up when she answers the door, looking at her room with a curiosity that, while muted, is still visible as he takes it in. the little bits and pieces that are clearly from others at least warms something, and he does notice the necklace - but doesn't say anything.
just pulls the velcro on the strap sling he's using to fake his arm, taking it off as he walks in. he'll head towards the alcove, but not without reaching to squeeze iris' hand in something like gratitude. ]
This is enough. [ being away from the familiar, everyday wiwaldi that he's gotten used to. ] Today wasn't - well, all of our past Sundays have been terrible. But this wasn't great.
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just pulls the velcro on the strap sling he's using to fake his arm, taking it off as he walks in. he'll head towards the alcove, but not without reaching to squeeze iris' hand in something like gratitude. ]
This is enough. [ being away from the familiar, everyday wiwaldi that he's gotten used to. ] Today wasn't - well, all of our past Sundays have been terrible. But this wasn't great.