[ dextera would do anything to see his brother again. it’s not just a matter of missing him—a part of his soul was torn away, and he feels like a ghost wandering through life.
he rests his fingers on one of his pawns, thinking. he’s going to move it, he knows where he’s going to move it, but his mind is on damian’s words, too. ]
You’re right—all of it. [ he moves his piece. ] Thank you.
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[ dextera would do anything to see his brother again. it’s not just a matter of missing him—a part of his soul was torn away, and he feels like a ghost wandering through life.
he rests his fingers on one of his pawns, thinking. he’s going to move it, he knows where he’s going to move it, but his mind is on damian’s words, too. ]
You’re right—all of it. [ he moves his piece. ] Thank you.