Black doesn't know what to say at first, so he turns his face down and stares at his bandaged fingers, then slowly starts unwrapping them. He's not going to be doing any sewing while he's in his room, so they don't need to be wrapped up right now.
Plus, it gives him something to do. ]
Thank you. [ It's very soft when he finally does speak--strained, too, like it's caught in his throat. It sort of is. ] It means a lot to me. I'll thank Mr. Cherryblod too when I see him.
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Black doesn't know what to say at first, so he turns his face down and stares at his bandaged fingers, then slowly starts unwrapping them. He's not going to be doing any sewing while he's in his room, so they don't need to be wrapped up right now.
Plus, it gives him something to do. ]
Thank you. [ It's very soft when he finally does speak--strained, too, like it's caught in his throat. It sort of is. ] It means a lot to me. I'll thank Mr. Cherryblod too when I see him.