Samuel
"Oh, I remember your grandmother, yes." They'd not ever exchanged many words, but he remembered seeing her around the bakery. Hearing that Deimos had planted bushes...it seemed out of character for the warrior and he smiled at the thought, wondering if it would be too much to inquire about her relationship. Eventually he decided to do it - they were trying to get to know each other, after all. "I don't know Deimos very well. What is he like?"
He had tried to write his own stories in the past, but he had never been especially good at it; he had always struggled to find endings. "I write guides to things, sometimes. I've recently done one on the flora around the Hollowed Grounds...it's downstairs, I could show you, if you like...?" Clearly anxious, he couldn't quite meet Amalia's eye as he suggested it.
He had tried to write his own stories in the past, but he had never been especially good at it; he had always struggled to find endings. "I write guides to things, sometimes. I've recently done one on the flora around the Hollowed Grounds...it's downstairs, I could show you, if you like...?" Clearly anxious, he couldn't quite meet Amalia's eye as he suggested it.
Part of being alive is wishing that you weren't sometimes
as your brain forces you to breathe
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