[ His fingers tighten in the fabric of his cloak, and he relents to the desire to rest his chin upon folded arms. How did Allen even come by such a creature? ]
I've never felt anything like it, either. [ Admitted, because maybe giving shape to these thoughts will release them from the noisy vortex in his mind, ] ... I don't like it.
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[ His fingers tighten in the fabric of his cloak, and he relents to the desire to rest his chin upon folded arms. How did Allen even come by such a creature? ]
I've never felt anything like it, either. [ Admitted, because maybe giving shape to these thoughts will release them from the noisy vortex in his mind, ] ... I don't like it.