[ it’s magic (or just . . . photosynthesis?), and shoyo can’t help but to watch with silent, vibrating splendor. even nymphs are cool. but . . . he does keep that to himself now.
being a monster isn’t just cool. there are gritty strings attached that he’s still having trouble catching up to. whenever he finds himself thinking about it, or close to he always attempts to divert.
speaking of divert, where is he looking— ]
. . . Oh, um, [ he notices, and brings his hands up to spread his fingers apart. ] Miss Shoka wrapped them up for me when they fell off.
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being a monster isn’t just cool. there are gritty strings attached that he’s still having trouble catching up to. whenever he finds himself thinking about it, or close to he always attempts to divert.
speaking of divert, where is he looking— ]
. . . Oh, um, [ he notices, and brings his hands up to spread his fingers apart. ] Miss Shoka wrapped them up for me when they fell off.