[ she should care more. find some element of embarrassment in being toted around like a child who can't be trusted to walk alone. blame the adrenal collapse, blame the insomnia... the shadows that no longer splay out at her feet. she curls her tail close around her hip and adjusts as he shifts her, but no more.
it's nice... to be held like this, for as brief as it is. for as perfunctory as it is.
really, she's too tired to carry her own body downstairs. feels like being spellbound. and to talk about Teaferth... a little more life smothers into melancholy. ]
You do not know my life.
[ everyone in Waterdeep knows Sprezzatura Vaux's life. now. ]
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it's nice... to be held like this, for as brief as it is. for as perfunctory as it is.
really, she's too tired to carry her own body downstairs. feels like being spellbound. and to talk about Teaferth... a little more life smothers into melancholy. ]
You do not know my life.
[ everyone in Waterdeep knows Sprezzatura Vaux's life. now. ]