full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun raised his eyebrows, legitimately surprised by Maea’s shocked reaction. "Wait. You mean you...didn't see the giant metal prosthetic in the place of my right hand last time we spoke? You thought I was just moping for no reason?" Unable to stop himself, he burst out laughing, the sound cheerful and not at all cruel.
Thankfully, he couldn't tear up like normal people from laughing too hard, so he just grinned at the end of it. "It's okay. I was trying not to advertise it for, well, what I hope are obvious reasons." Reaching out, he ruffled her hair playfully. "No harm done, and The Voice gave me a new hand soon enough, so I'm happy to forget about it if you are."
Thankfully, he couldn't tear up like normal people from laughing too hard, so he just grinned at the end of it. "It's okay. I was trying not to advertise it for, well, what I hope are obvious reasons." Reaching out, he ruffled her hair playfully. "No harm done, and The Voice gave me a new hand soon enough, so I'm happy to forget about it if you are."
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