KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
It quickly became apparent that staying silent was a horrible idea. Seeing both Noah's and Loren's glances thrown his way, he rather coldly ignored the friendly smile of the stranger and what he assumed was an introduction. Korbin couldn't hear it anyway, what was the point in pretending?
He watched with mounting frustration as Loren kept moving his mouth, knew they were instructions on what to do... but no matter how he strained his ears, he couldn't hear a damned thing. Eventually, he gave up. Shifted, and flew on unsteady wings up on Noah's shoulder, which felt like the safest perch at the moment. Even his raven form was unsteady, the loss of hearing affecting his balance in unexpected ways.
"Sorry, you're gonna have to repeat that," he told Loren, his thoughts projected with a pulse of grim frustration - offered to the Healer and Noah, havingpossibly, depending on timelines no idea the third person might be able to listen in. "I can't hear a damn thing right now."
Provided he did get the tasks repeated to him, he chose the one he would be able to perform while sitting down. Putting together pillows was neither fun nor interesting, but in his current state, Korbin didn't trust himself to climb around the walls. He shifted back and set to work with a dark scowl on his face, the usual lazy grin nowhere to be seen. It had become a thing of rarity these days.
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Noah chooses to stuff pillows!
He watched with mounting frustration as Loren kept moving his mouth, knew they were instructions on what to do... but no matter how he strained his ears, he couldn't hear a damned thing. Eventually, he gave up. Shifted, and flew on unsteady wings up on Noah's shoulder, which felt like the safest perch at the moment. Even his raven form was unsteady, the loss of hearing affecting his balance in unexpected ways.
"Sorry, you're gonna have to repeat that," he told Loren, his thoughts projected with a pulse of grim frustration - offered to the Healer and Noah, having
Provided he did get the tasks repeated to him, he chose the one he would be able to perform while sitting down. Putting together pillows was neither fun nor interesting, but in his current state, Korbin didn't trust himself to climb around the walls. He shifted back and set to work with a dark scowl on his face, the usual lazy grin nowhere to be seen. It had become a thing of rarity these days.
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Noah chooses to stuff pillows!
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
