[A petty part of him wanted to answer with, of course. I'm only dying, that's all.
But he swallowed those words and let them die in his stomach. He had his pride even if he felt...upset.
In swallowing those words, however, he felt a moment of clarity. Even at his darkest moments, this wasn't his nature and, more than anything, he hated feeling like he had no control.]
...as much as can be expected.
[Realizing that his letters are out in open view, he moves to fold the one in front of him, the mostly blank letter, up. He does it slowly and calmly to not draw attention to the action. He wasn't going to be able to write this one anyway.]
It seems the curse I've inherited is a little more irritating than expected.
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But he swallowed those words and let them die in his stomach. He had his pride even if he felt...upset.
In swallowing those words, however, he felt a moment of clarity. Even at his darkest moments, this wasn't his nature and, more than anything, he hated feeling like he had no control.]
...as much as can be expected.
[Realizing that his letters are out in open view, he moves to fold the one in front of him, the mostly blank letter, up. He does it slowly and calmly to not draw attention to the action. He wasn't going to be able to write this one anyway.]
It seems the curse I've inherited is a little more irritating than expected.