[Don't be. You didn't do it. You didn't cut into my face or neck like this.] He knows they're words of sympathy instead of an actual apology, but Lerith's frustration always wiggled logic out of his immediate thoughts.
He sighs and the frustrated look turns into a saddened one. [I just want to know who I was before all of this.] The elf shakes his head and gives a small smile that's just not there in his eyes. [I'm a guest in your head and I am making it all about me. Probably rude of me.]
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He sighs and the frustrated look turns into a saddened one. [I just want to know who I was before all of this.] The elf shakes his head and gives a small smile that's just not there in his eyes. [I'm a guest in your head and I am making it all about me. Probably rude of me.]