[His voice has no real edge to it either. He sounds vaguely irritated as well, but that isn’t anything new. Mostly, he sounds distant, or maybe “distracted” is a better word. His eyes trail off to the lake too, brow pinched slightly above them.]
I woke up and my limbs were being torn off. That’s the only way I can explain it.
[A glance in her direction. He looks more like his usual self, but his eyes are still red and glassy. His right hand has formed again.]
I didn’t do it on purpose, if that’s what you’re implying.
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[His voice has no real edge to it either. He sounds vaguely irritated as well, but that isn’t anything new. Mostly, he sounds distant, or maybe “distracted” is a better word. His eyes trail off to the lake too, brow pinched slightly above them.]
I woke up and my limbs were being torn off. That’s the only way I can explain it.
[A glance in her direction. He looks more like his usual self, but his eyes are still red and glassy. His right hand has formed again.]
I didn’t do it on purpose, if that’s what you’re implying.
I didn’t disappear on purpose either.