[He tilts his head, not looking at Black directly, but able to meet one eye at least.]
...I have a feeling what you're going to say. [No anger, and only a small, wistful sadness. Nothing can cut into the happiness of right now. Not until later. He refuses to taint this memory- he's already ruined too many.
'My Soul slides away. Don't look back in anger, I heard you say'. He makes a small breathless sound that's not really a laugh at all]
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[He tilts his head, not looking at Black directly, but able to meet one eye at least.]
...I have a feeling what you're going to say. [No anger, and only a small, wistful sadness. Nothing can cut into the happiness of right now. Not until later. He refuses to taint this memory- he's already ruined too many.
'My Soul slides away. Don't look back in anger, I heard you say'. He makes a small breathless sound that's not really a laugh at all]
Go on. It's okay.