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Date Posted: 00:09:29 05/02/05 Mon
Author: M'att -- Ashertith
Subject: For once I'm lost for words...
In reply to: Synthis, Xiualith (Volaine) 's message, "Unsure/Determined" on 17:21:12 05/01/05 Sun

M’att swallowed nervously, wanting nothing more than to just hold Synthis and tell her that it was all going to be alright. He’d wanted her to tell him why she was upset for so long…and now he was losing his bottle. Typical M’att. His slow speech and natural difficulty to see what people were feeling were often read as insensitivity, but he hated to hurt people. He could always tell when they were upset. Ashertith prodded him mentally, warning him to reply. Hadn’t he replied yet? He’d forgotten…

“If…if you’re sure.” He bit his lip, mind racing as he tried to think of what his first question should be. Why did it always desert him when he needed it? get on with it, M’att. Did I choose you in vain? Ashertith was asking him, sounding more amused than angry or reproachful.

“What did your father do to you?”

There. He’d said it. The brown gave him a nudge of encouragement for actually letting the words leave his mouth. M’att kept his eyes on Synthis’s silver one – afraid that if he looked away, she would think he’d deserted her.

((It's so fun! But half the people there were stoned...))

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