[Weight presses down. Fingers scratch his scale as they scrunch his hair, pulling at his roots. His right arm lifts to search - and rises more than before, highlighting how different they became over a handful of years. Divided by time and more than one foot in height.
It hardly surprises anyone that he scowls. So many changes to adjust to since returning from his studies...]
Do you not think the men will gossip if I just up and leave?
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It hardly surprises anyone that he scowls. So many changes to adjust to since returning from his studies...]
Do you not think the men will gossip if I just up and leave?