Angeal finds a spot and leans against the wall, to stop himself from acting on his dreams imagination too soon, resting his weight heavily against it. ]
First of all, because I have a vague idea that you won't like what you hear, at least... most of it, though I don't really know how much you won't, let me start with, I'm not leaving you again. Even if I have to physically quit the building, I won't be far out of reach. That's a promise.
Beyond that...
[ He falls quiet for a moment. ]
I'm trying to figure out where to start. About me, about you, or with words that I should've said years ago.
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[ Oh.
He's... tired. How did that happen?
Angeal finds a spot and leans against the wall, to stop himself from acting on his
dreamsimagination too soon, resting his weight heavily against it. ]First of all, because I have a vague idea that you won't like what you hear, at least... most of it, though I don't really know how much you won't, let me start with, I'm not leaving you again. Even if I have to physically quit the building, I won't be far out of reach. That's a promise.
Beyond that...
[ He falls quiet for a moment. ]
I'm trying to figure out where to start. About me, about you, or with words that I should've said years ago.
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