[ and now that jayce is here, blinking so rapidly and rubbing his eyes to make sure this wasn't just his desperate imagination, flinching back when he sees brief stars— he doesn't know what to say. this person has a shadow, it's part of the general environment. jayce realizes he has difficulty. had the ravine fucked him up so harshly that he barely remembers what it's like to interact with someone? normally? and so promptly, he hadn't the chance to collect every piece of himself and fit back into, well. society.
this isn't much of a society, though. ]
I, [ it comes out a thick croak. he presses on with a sticky swallow. ] don't know where I am.
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this isn't much of a society, though. ]
I, [ it comes out a thick croak. he presses on with a sticky swallow. ] don't know where I am.