[She says, making a motion with finger and thumb across the seam of her lips, as though zipping them shut. She's gotta admit, sometimes she's sick of necromantic bullshit herself-- but such is the lot of a necromancer's cavalier.]
And yeah, you're right. Obviously I'd dodge, and you'd just end up slicing up your kitchen in the process, so probably best we just forget all about it. Also right on the easier said than done front-- that's always the kicker, isn't it? Figuring out the how. But it's gotta be better than just sitting with it, you know? You've got to just...pour all that feeling into some kind of action instead.
[Or at least, it's the road she attempted to take for herself. She looks at him though, and shrugs.]
But I don't know shit. Not really. Maybe I'm not the best person to take advice from.
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[She says, making a motion with finger and thumb across the seam of her lips, as though zipping them shut. She's gotta admit, sometimes she's sick of necromantic bullshit herself-- but such is the lot of a necromancer's cavalier.]
And yeah, you're right. Obviously I'd dodge, and you'd just end up slicing up your kitchen in the process, so probably best we just forget all about it. Also right on the easier said than done front-- that's always the kicker, isn't it? Figuring out the how. But it's gotta be better than just sitting with it, you know? You've got to just...pour all that feeling into some kind of action instead.
[Or at least, it's the road she attempted to take for herself. She looks at him though, and shrugs.]
But I don't know shit. Not really. Maybe I'm not the best person to take advice from.
[And she slants him a long and crooked smile.]