@squiree / dunk & egg ... “i didn't mean what i said before. i don't think those things about you.” !
dunk, admittedly, has been sulking. he sits on a rock, hunched over, cleaning his sword even though it really doesn't need it just to look busy. “could've fooled me...” he says to the rag in his hand and the sword on his lap. one more swipe before he stills his hand. “why d'you say them then? why say things you don't even mean?”











