They sat to rest against Quirrel and Bretta. They'd exchanged Geo and product, brushing shell. Lemm stood over their shoulder. They used their paws to concentrate on their tallest sibling's shell, to Focus for someone else.
The Siblings are there. The Siblings are always there. But there's something to be said about a solid touch.
They hold Lemm's fingers, shivering too imperceptibly to see while impossible not to feel. He starts to walk with words that sound distantly reasonable, and they come along.
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Date: 2022-11-19 05:14 pm (UTC)The Siblings are there. The Siblings are always there. But there's something to be said about a solid touch.
They hold Lemm's fingers, shivering too imperceptibly to see while impossible not to feel. He starts to walk with words that sound distantly reasonable, and they come along.