His back straightens, hearing her voice. He'd near managed to lose himself to the water. His head turns to her, taking her in, the turns back. It's strange to have another on hi-- the beach, alive and not looking to strife. He has the image of Claudia trying to, like if they were to turn on her to force her into the games. He frowns.
"THE SUN WAS TOO BRIGHT ON ALTERNIA," He tells her, matter-of-factly. Getting gander up on it would burn out a motherfucker's sockets. STRUCK BLIND AS THE PYROPE." The water rushes up close and he reaches out to it, letting it trail through his fingers upon retreat.
"...peeked once or twice up at the slim slivers in the early evening, to see on for what all streamed behind. COULDN'T SEE FOR SHIT AFTER UNTIL NEAR MORN. Thought he'd be culled for motherfucking sure." He snorts lightly at the memory. "DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ALL ONE LOOKED LIKE UNTIL HERE FOR THAT."
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"THE SUN WAS TOO BRIGHT ON ALTERNIA," He tells her, matter-of-factly. Getting gander up on it would burn out a motherfucker's sockets. STRUCK BLIND AS THE PYROPE." The water rushes up close and he reaches out to it, letting it trail through his fingers upon retreat.
"...peeked once or twice up at the slim slivers in the early evening, to see on for what all streamed behind. COULDN'T SEE FOR SHIT AFTER UNTIL NEAR MORN. Thought he'd be culled for motherfucking sure." He snorts lightly at the memory. "DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ALL ONE LOOKED LIKE UNTIL HERE FOR THAT."