[ They're not words undeserved. His eyes close either to brace himself for her or to reset the room from its gentle spin. For as much grace as he's giving her, it's also equally testing his patience. One whittled down and grinding to the bone over the course of a night.
What she says drags everything back into the air. The way he looks at her almost makes it feel unfair. Causing him to drop his hand at his side with a fed up flop against his thigh.]
Jikagon va pฤr. [ He relents with a soft shake of his head.] Geron aลla arlฤซ naejot tistฤlion. Ziry mazverdagon daor arlinnon naejot nyke lo ao ropagon se pryjagon aลha gevie laehurlion. [ She wants him to continue to pretend not to care? He can do that. But it doesn't sound as convincing as he might have been able to make it. He sounds more resigned than he is annoyed, his hand barely making a gracious sweep back towards the way she came.]
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What she says drags everything back into the air. The way he looks at her almost makes it feel unfair. Causing him to drop his hand at his side with a fed up flop against his thigh.]
Jikagon va pฤr. [ He relents with a soft shake of his head.] Geron aลla arlฤซ naejot tistฤlion. Ziry mazverdagon daor arlinnon naejot nyke lo ao ropagon se pryjagon aลha gevie laehurlion. [ She wants him to continue to pretend not to care? He can do that. But it doesn't sound as convincing as he might have been able to make it. He sounds more resigned than he is annoyed, his hand barely making a gracious sweep back towards the way she came.]