Specific ones; I can give you the names. [ His thumbs splay briefly, refold. ] I always wear them. A bit overdone, isn't it? But it reminds me where I am.
[ That's not why. 'So I don't reek of blood and pus' doesn't really roll off the tongue. ]
Your mind can play tricks. But you can trick your mind, too. Give it something else to hold.
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[ He echoes. ]
Specific ones; I can give you the names. [ His thumbs splay briefly, refold. ] I always wear them. A bit overdone, isn't it? But it reminds me where I am.
[ That's not why. 'So I don't reek of blood and pus' doesn't really roll off the tongue. ]
Your mind can play tricks. But you can trick your mind, too. Give it something else to hold.