[ his laugh prompts a wider grin, eyes bright. it's a rare sound to hear, his laugh. it's still raspy, but makes his voice feel more full, somehow. authentic, not the cold and occasionally cruel quip that it usually is. ]
That might ruin the image, without the limp.
[ thoughtfully, as she looks him over, her eyes falling on the cane lying next to him. ]
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That might ruin the image, without the limp.
[ thoughtfully, as she looks him over, her eyes falling on the cane lying next to him. ]
You wouldn't need the cane anymore.