[ of course there's another name there. you are yalena of family yardeen, khlyen's voice echoes in her ear. she doesn't hate khlyen anymore, can't because she knows too much now of his motivation and his reasons, but where half the time she's glad for the reminder of him, the other half she wishes he'd just leave her the hells alone. even after his death, she still can't escape him.
but despite her unforgiving tone, she follows rhys into the apartment, taking a swig of her whiskey on the way. ]
Looks cozy. [ she offers after a moment. it doesn't; it looks like he's sick. ]
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[ of course there's another name there. you are yalena of family yardeen, khlyen's voice echoes in her ear. she doesn't hate khlyen anymore, can't because she knows too much now of his motivation and his reasons, but where half the time she's glad for the reminder of him, the other half she wishes he'd just leave her the hells alone. even after his death, she still can't escape him.
but despite her unforgiving tone, she follows rhys into the apartment, taking a swig of her whiskey on the way. ]
Looks cozy. [ she offers after a moment. it doesn't; it looks like he's sick. ]