( —is a joke, lilted in her low, musical voice with a quirk of her eyebrows. heavens no, they're so sticky and there's all of these war crimes. she doesn't sit but rests against her desk, her ankles crossed, exhaling smoke toward the ceiling. thank god abella isn't from one of those places that thinks its uncouth or unhealthy to smoke indoors. )
We have the idea of a soul, ( she offers, moving a marble tray toward the edge of her desk so that they can both use it, ) and I've heard of things, from other rifters, about — the ways that someone's soul might be. Communicated, I suppose.
( she is thinking of jude, now, and the things the shades of his people recognised in her, and she is trying not to linger on it, )
But the phrase as you use it, no, I've not heard that.
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( —is a joke, lilted in her low, musical voice with a quirk of her eyebrows. heavens no, they're so sticky and there's all of these war crimes. she doesn't sit but rests against her desk, her ankles crossed, exhaling smoke toward the ceiling. thank god abella isn't from one of those places that thinks its uncouth or unhealthy to smoke indoors. )
We have the idea of a soul, ( she offers, moving a marble tray toward the edge of her desk so that they can both use it, ) and I've heard of things, from other rifters, about — the ways that someone's soul might be. Communicated, I suppose.
( she is thinking of jude, now, and the things the shades of his people recognised in her, and she is trying not to linger on it, )
But the phrase as you use it, no, I've not heard that.