[ yves just goes to stay by the side of the water then - dipping the finger of his hand into the springs in hopes of some relief and finding... none at all ]
... hard to explain, like I'm sure you experienced too.
[ nods... he closes his eyes and tries to sort through them ]
My name is Yves. I'm from an island called Arpéchéle. The land beloved by Death. I... died when I was 17. [ a beat ] 22? [ uh oh ] I was used in a failed sacrifice by... my friend, Scien.
[ . . . he sinks down slightly at that, closing his eyes and letting his fingers settle into the water of the hot spring. focusing on that. only that. ]
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... hard to explain, like I'm sure you experienced too.
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My name is Yves. I'm from an island called Arpéchéle. The land beloved by Death. I... died when I was 17. [ a beat ] 22? [ uh oh ] I was used in a failed sacrifice by... my friend, Scien.
No, I chose to die, or I...
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I couldn't die when it mattered most.
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All I care about anyway is that you're Yves, one of the most obnoxious men I know.
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... I am pretty obnoxious, huh?
[ though it's just a weak tease in return ]