He turns away for a moment. Is quiet for a moment. His hands brush over his clothes, wiping some of the garden dirt from them.
There's the faintest affectation of distant politeness in his voice when he says, "I... well, I won't ask you to forget, but I do apologize for anything strange or frightening I might have said. That was not a particularly good period of my life. I'm sorry."
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Date: 2024-10-23 01:26 am (UTC)He turns away for a moment. Is quiet for a moment. His hands brush over his clothes, wiping some of the garden dirt from them.
There's the faintest affectation of distant politeness in his voice when he says, "I... well, I won't ask you to forget, but I do apologize for anything strange or frightening I might have said. That was not a particularly good period of my life. I'm sorry."