Anyway, he'd chafe if someone any older were chastising him, but to hear it from one of his peers... Yusuke's brush pauses, which is a feat in and of itself, if only for a moment. He picks back up at the line he'd started, privately bemoaning how uneven it looks now. ]
Perhaps you're right. [ No, he definitely is. ] Still...
[ How does he put this in perspective. ] Are you familiar with Goya? A virtuoso of his time—he fell mysteriously ill and never quite recovered. And yet rather than retiring his easel, it only raised the curtain on a second era of his works... None of the greats have ever allowed their art to collapse before their bodies have.
[ That's probably not even true, and he's rambling, but in his fever he hardly notices or cares. ]
My point is, that is a risk I'll gladly take. Also, could you move a little to the right?
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a drama queendyingAnyway, he'd chafe if someone any older were chastising him, but to hear it from one of his peers... Yusuke's brush pauses, which is a feat in and of itself, if only for a moment. He picks back up at the line he'd started, privately bemoaning how uneven it looks now. ]
Perhaps you're right. [ No, he definitely is. ] Still...
[ How does he put this in perspective. ] Are you familiar with Goya? A virtuoso of his time—he fell mysteriously ill and never quite recovered. And yet rather than retiring his easel, it only raised the curtain on a second era of his works... None of the greats have ever allowed their art to collapse before their bodies have.
[ That's probably not even true, and he's rambling, but in his fever he hardly notices or cares. ]
My point is, that is a risk I'll gladly take. Also, could you move a little to the right?