Quincy watches as the other man takes his turn. Nimble, and without the constriction of ill-fitting clothing. He nods in appreciation for both the show of skill and the answer. The past is the past, and though it may be painful, to change it would be unwise. ]
For yourself and others.
[ This is a question that quiets him for a longer moment longer. He has outlived his family, friends, lover… to dip hands into the past is something he has contemplated before. But, there can only be forward movement now.
He reaches for a new card. His motions are slow and careful, and his shirt once again hinders his movements. The forest guardian’s brow furrows in annoyance again; ultimately, he is able to take another card without losing. ]
“What is your favorite thing to do?” [ he closes his eyes for a moment, ] … sleep. It’s been troublesome to find a quiet place to take a nap here.
[ 168 hours of being around a ton of people is way too much. The noise, the lights, and the chaos… none of it lend to a peaceful nap, even if he could find a good corner to curl up in. ]
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Quincy watches as the other man takes his turn. Nimble, and without the constriction of ill-fitting clothing. He nods in appreciation for both the show of skill and the answer. The past is the past, and though it may be painful, to change it would be unwise. ]
For yourself and others.
[ This is a question that quiets him for a longer moment longer. He has outlived his family, friends, lover… to dip hands into the past is something he has contemplated before. But, there can only be forward movement now.
He reaches for a new card. His motions are slow and careful, and his shirt once again hinders his movements. The forest guardian’s brow furrows in annoyance again; ultimately, he is able to take another card without losing. ]
“What is your favorite thing to do?” [ he closes his eyes for a moment, ] … sleep. It’s been troublesome to find a quiet place to take a nap here.
[ 168 hours of being around a ton of people is way too much. The noise, the lights, and the chaos… none of it lend to a peaceful nap, even if he could find a good corner to curl up in. ]