[ Each sensation is catalogued as it comes, fingers curling tighter around glass. Hopeful, in the mean edged way that someone hopes something will die, and in this case, its pain, choked away. ]
And do you believe me.
[ The question comes out flat in his distraction, but cautious, too. ]
no subject
And do you believe me.
[ The question comes out flat in his distraction, but cautious, too. ]