[ taair puts his hands on his hips like an unhappy mom in the doorway and SIGHS. the immediate feeling is relief, to see him up and about, but it does not last, changing instead into (softened) resignation. ]
Yves... [ i'm not mad. i'm just disappointed. ]
Are you going to tell me that you too must be rushed to the side of the others immediately...?
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Yves... [ i'm not mad. i'm just disappointed. ]
Are you going to tell me that you too must be rushed to the side of the others immediately...?