mimiisms.
– ♔ Brows knit into that of a frown at his response because surely they would have time for Gil, they always had before as far as she knew. Just because they now had a higher source of power in the Kingdom, it shouldn’t change that. But she wouldn’t pretend to know the insides of Uma nor Harry’s mind, it wasn’t her place to push it further. “Ye sayin’ yer broken, Gil?” Curious nature starts as she moves off the tree and plops down beside him instead, head canting. “Ah don’t think yer broken – just a little off, but if yer worried ‘bout tha, we’re all a little OFF.”
“well not me, specifically,” he mumbled in response, meeting the female’s gaze with a sigh. “i think you’re right and we’re all a little broken, all of us isle kids especially. sometimes --” he paused, licking his lips as he looked back at the flowers, “sometimes i wish i was an auradon kid. they don’t know what suffering is truly like, y’know ? they don’t know how messed up our heads are. they don’t understand why we do what we do -- why we fight.”











