[ It's still strange hearing others voice their sentiments, that he deserves happiness. He'll always want to question it, simply because he's constantly occupied by his shortcomings and failures, and because it was never a sentiment he heard at home. But he swallows his urge to question her and his urge humble himself, and takes it.
Him and Syrlya. ]
We're friends now. [ Trahearne tilts his head to look at her, a wry little smile across his face. ] You'll find my worry comes hand-in-hand with my friendship.
[ You'll be seeing a lot more of him sorry!!!! not sorry!!!! ]
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Him and Syrlya. ]
We're friends now. [ Trahearne tilts his head to look at her, a wry little smile across his face. ] You'll find my worry comes hand-in-hand with my friendship.
[ You'll be seeing a lot more of him sorry!!!! not sorry!!!! ]