#i... dont know

(because I'm bored and self aware, mostly)

eh. 

five fingers spin around defined muscle of his arm,   Sulpicia’s tugging him away from the safety of a familiar space     —     where she can still smell the others,   golden eyed,   deer-eating...     ——     through the doors   &   into vast gardens.     “  if I may be honest with you     ———     may I?  ”      long eyelashes open a view to a pair of scarlet eyes.     “  I merely wish you wouldn’t avoid us as much as you do! all’s in the past ——— no reason we can’t be friendly...     wouldn’t you agree?  ”