[ Dick brings his right arm up as a rest behind his noggin, hazy focus wandering between the “wrong” stars. He chuckles again at her mention of mummies, strangely sinister, and brings the other arm up to hood his elbow over his eyes. ]
I think balance is healthy for beings who think and feel. [ He stifles a yawn into a stretch and settles still save for the regular rise and fall of his chest, not entirely unlike his little snake friend. ] Speaking too little gets in the way of sanity.
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I think balance is healthy for beings who think and feel. [ He stifles a yawn into a stretch and settles still save for the regular rise and fall of his chest, not entirely unlike his little snake friend. ] Speaking too little gets in the way of sanity.