Laertes watches, thinking--it seems like a lot for every time he wants to talk about his daughter, which is constantly. He fists his hands into the letter S, then tries the two-handed flap like that. The stubbiness of the gesture pleases him; it makes him think of Szarka's stumpy little puppy legs.
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Date: 2024-03-01 03:35 am (UTC)