i spent this year as a ghost and...
He watches quietly while Korbin inspects the board, and watches quietly as Korbin writes on it – his green gaze focused intently on the answer as the anxiety burns in his stomach. The question that’s offered is one that Glas isn’t sure exactly how to respond to. And so he grabs his notebook, flipping to a new page and scribbling down his answer with the charcoal.
He realizes that he can’t actually take things back home with him, nor would he get away with hiding it here… And so, he chews on his lower lip before he turns his notebook toward Korbin with some anxious hope that perhaps it might be good enough. “Maybe I could come to the Kraai..? For lunch or dinner? I can't take any items or anything.” It’s a tentative hope, perhaps for some food or just… Time to get out and see what he’s missed within the recent years, to experience it without his parent's views on it. The thought is almost nauseating, but here’s his chance to give it a go and feel at least somewhat welcome, right?
He realizes that he can’t actually take things back home with him, nor would he get away with hiding it here… And so, he chews on his lower lip before he turns his notebook toward Korbin with some anxious hope that perhaps it might be good enough. “Maybe I could come to the Kraai..? For lunch or dinner? I can't take any items or anything.” It’s a tentative hope, perhaps for some food or just… Time to get out and see what he’s missed within the recent years, to experience it without his parent's views on it. The thought is almost nauseating, but here’s his chance to give it a go and feel at least somewhat welcome, right?
& I'm not sure where home is anymore
GLAS
