[ he sets the drink down on the sand, using his newly freed up hand to... also hold the amulet. he holds it like it's something precious, as if it were something rarer than gold. ]
Zelkov gave this to me. [ the uniform he's wearing, too. ] Y'know what this is?
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in his other hand, he fidgets with the wooden carving. ]
Do I not look okay to you?
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I don't know. I don't know what "okay" feels like for you, Crea.
All I know is that you've been missing all day. It's weird for you. So I got worried.
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[ ...
in a soft, dull tone: ]
Sorry 'bout that. I guess I've just had a lot on my mind.
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Do you want to talk about it?
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[ he sets the drink down on the sand, using his newly freed up hand to... also hold the amulet. he holds it like it's something precious, as if it were something rarer than gold. ]
Zelkov gave this to me. [ the uniform he's wearing, too. ] Y'know what this is?
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I don't recognize it. Is it something from your home?
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[ sorry beel, he was just bullying you. a smile flits across his face as he thumbs the insignia. ]
Because I carved it myself as a child. This is something that I made for Sion when we were children.