[She shakes her head.] I'm fine. I have always dreamed of being stranded in the dirt shrunken smaller than a bug that intends to kill me and building character through uphill toil. I fear for your well-being.
[She has always liked him a great deal. He is ambivalent to his own hurt, which often stirs something inside her much different from the hot joy she experiences in the face of other's pains both agonizing and petty or the peaceful contentment of human triumph.
He is also as stubborn as a bull, and loathingly convicted to being right, sometimes. That may be part of why she likes him, too, but now it only makes her wish to strangle him.]
It appears you misunderstood me. You will not be proceeding any further.
[The Shroud, a Mystic Code that binds men inescapably while freeing them from harm, leaves Caren's possession and drapes itself around Amos instead, starting with his arms and bringing them close to his body, then catching his knees at the leg tight enough to make any further steps severely unbalanced.]
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[She has always liked him a great deal. He is ambivalent to his own hurt, which often stirs something inside her much different from the hot joy she experiences in the face of other's pains both agonizing and petty or the peaceful contentment of human triumph.
He is also as stubborn as a bull, and loathingly convicted to being right, sometimes. That may be part of why she likes him, too, but now it only makes her wish to strangle him.]
It appears you misunderstood me. You will not be proceeding any further.
[The Shroud, a Mystic Code that binds men inescapably while freeing them from harm, leaves Caren's possession and drapes itself around Amos instead, starting with his arms and bringing them close to his body, then catching his knees at the leg tight enough to make any further steps severely unbalanced.]