[Fingers tapped idly against the blanket, having pulled away the thread that had previously occupied them. He had the feeling they were dancing around each other with their words, but it seemed to work for them.] I am, though I should not have gotten ill in the first place.
[He sighed, after a moment.] I want to liken it to a poison, though I do not believe that accurate either.
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Date: 2011-08-24 06:43 am (UTC)[He sighed, after a moment.] I want to liken it to a poison, though I do not believe that accurate either.