Jude
Let me uncover the silver in your dark hair
The weight of your bones
Jude is so focused on working at the tables and chairs that he startles when Hadama speaks directly to him, expression hunted and reluctant the moment the question sinks in. Admittedly no, he'd rather not introduce himself. But he's an obedient young man by habit if not virtue, so he ducks his head and submits himself to the idea all the same. The weight of your bones
"Um, I'm Jude." What else is he supposed to say? He's not exactly interesting. "I'm Harper's son." There we go, throw his dad under the tide as a sacrificial lamb.
George still seems to be having quite the difficulty, so Jude sends Hadama a slightly pleading look. "Can you help me pull these apart please?" He has no illusions of his noodle arms being any more successful with time.
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Jude asks for Hadama's help with pulling apart the furniture.
I want to witness the beauty of your repair
the shape in which you've grown
the shape in which you've grown
