They give in to their most miniscule of desires and make lines in the water. Not Gestures, no shapes with known meaning; just crisscrosses, breaking up ripples.
"...We are strange to each other. You confuse me. I do presume your opinions with... limited information. You do not speak freely to me, leaving my information still limited."
It is raining, but only that. The skies have been quiet for a while now.
"It will take more time for understanding. This day was meant to be frivolous, you know," Monzun tacks on. "Although not pointless. I find my Creature's enjoyment necessary. But it was, before I..." Water droplets flick towards the sky.
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They give in to their most miniscule of desires and make lines in the water. Not Gestures, no shapes with known meaning; just crisscrosses, breaking up ripples.
"...We are strange to each other. You confuse me. I do presume your opinions with... limited information. You do not speak freely to me, leaving my information still limited."
It is raining, but only that. The skies have been quiet for a while now.
"It will take more time for understanding. This day was meant to be frivolous, you know," Monzun tacks on. "Although not pointless. I find my Creature's enjoyment necessary. But it was, before I..." Water droplets flick towards the sky.