[ the nature of his own paranoia means that to be approached openly means he waits on an edge to see what he's being sought out for by a veritable strange. Seems unlikely to be anything pleasant, or maybe -- paranoia is a strange affliction.
The question, however, takes him a back -- he'd sent out the message, of course. But he thought maybe it would be enough time to warm them before it perhaps infected any of them.
Wishful thinking hoped it wouldn't touch any of their minds.
But he knows better than to trust a hope, the same way he knows without explanation what dreams he is talking of. ]
I do. [ he presses his lips together. The coffee set against his propped up leg and he motions to the space beside him. ] Tell me.
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The question, however, takes him a back -- he'd sent out the message, of course. But he thought maybe it would be enough time to warm them before it perhaps infected any of them.
Wishful thinking hoped it wouldn't touch any of their minds.
But he knows better than to trust a hope, the same way he knows without explanation what dreams he is talking of. ]
I do. [ he presses his lips together. The coffee set against his propped up leg and he motions to the space beside him. ] Tell me.