[ He sounds about as happy as finding out that he may be dead. His head cants from this side to the other as he hums a soft song. ] Our bodies are funny things, aren't they? No matter how pretty they are ... they always fall to ruin with the right blade. Ah, and what a beautiful blade that it was.
[ Yaha lightly waves his hand in turn. ] I apologize. I was reminiscing on a happy memory. [ He does not yet know how to act in front of others. The way he acts in front of his own is his usual childish sweetness. Who me? Could not hurt a fly. Just a little soft in the head. But is not my face pretty enough to forget it? Little things to learn until he finds out what is proper, what is right, then twist and shove until something lodged in his throat and mind. ]
I understand. I shall do my best to watch for those that wish for our demise. I wonder what they will bring. [ More songs as he hums and tries to comfort his children who rest beneath the ground to feel better. ]
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[ He sounds about as happy as finding out that he may be dead. His head cants from this side to the other as he hums a soft song. ] Our bodies are funny things, aren't they? No matter how pretty they are ... they always fall to ruin with the right blade. Ah, and what a beautiful blade that it was.
[ Yaha lightly waves his hand in turn. ] I apologize. I was reminiscing on a happy memory. [ He does not yet know how to act in front of others. The way he acts in front of his own is his usual childish sweetness. Who me? Could not hurt a fly. Just a little soft in the head. But is not my face pretty enough to forget it? Little things to learn until he finds out what is proper, what is right, then twist and shove until something lodged in his throat and mind. ]
I understand. I shall do my best to watch for those that wish for our demise. I wonder what they will bring. [ More songs as he hums and tries to comfort his children who rest beneath the ground to feel better. ]