"Who's that?" She inquired, peeking over his shoulder.
Having been lost in thought, it took Paco a moment to glance up and reply. “Oh!” He held up the photo he was holding. “My siblings! All seven of them.”
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"Who's that?" She inquired, peeking over his shoulder.
Having been lost in thought, it took Paco a moment to glance up and reply. “Oh!” He held up the photo he was holding. “My siblings! All seven of them.”
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“Do you miss anyone from your past?“
“no” The sign was abrupt and definite, and the look on Gillian’s face was slightly tense.
Oh no--you're hurt...
“I-I’m fine...”
His voice came out a tiny grumble and he glared at the ground, sniffling. Somehow, the boy had managed to scrape up his knees, likely from running about. It hurt, but he was trying his best to not show it.
She gasped lightly, "You’re an artist."
Roderich, having just finished a song on his violin, turned around with a start, not having noticed anyone approaching. He opened his mouth to talk, but unfortunately his curse was still in affect and would be for another five minutes or so.
So he just smiled, giving a small nod of thanks, hoping his appearance wouldn’t scare her away.