Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191215223703/@comment-5543592-20191216005411

Nyasia laughed politely, but was not so much in the mood. She was silent a moment, then spoke his shoulder, eyes staring a thousand miles away."Everytime something bad happens--when I thought you'd died, Sretnuh hurting me, seeing that battlefield--I find myself caring a tiny bit less each time. 'Oh this not so bad,' I think, 'it could have been so much worse.'  And inch by inch I feel the pieces of myself being chipped away."