[ it's nothing disturbing to andyr, though he tends to be the opposite - always needing to move, too much energy thrumming under his skin. if nothing else, ronan's stillness feels calming to him. ]
Yeah? So what'd he say?
[ for this, though, andyr's keeping himself busy, going through bags and piles and stashes of clothes and rations, pulling out cat food and water for petra. a gradual constant of movement.
he's not sure what he's afraid he'll hear, but it feels like holding his breath. ]
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Yeah? So what'd he say?
[ for this, though, andyr's keeping himself busy, going through bags and piles and stashes of clothes and rations, pulling out cat food and water for petra. a gradual constant of movement.
he's not sure what he's afraid he'll hear, but it feels like holding his breath. ]