(Gunth is sleeping on the floor like an animal again and now has a scrawny, slightly smaller hand where his amputated hand once was.)
...Zzzz... Zzz... Zzzzzzz...
(Hark, Tallis, some pudgy little fucko of Asian origin with WEIRD FUCKIN BUG ARMS and giant claws where his fingers should be is making a sandwich over there on the counter and putting... moss...? on it.)
(He looks quietly content and is softly humming some tune to himself.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Hm?
(Peers up at Tallis, immediately smiling politely.)
Ah, hello! Good morning... or perhaps afternoon, it really is easy to lose track here... I'm just making myself a little brunch, as it were.
(Slathering that moss onto the sammich like it's the best condiment ever.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Oh yes, ham and cheese, with—... erm, well...
(Puts the rest of the moss on his sandwich, pausing a moment for thought. Looks a mite embarrassed.)
...I know it may sound peculiar, but I supplement just about every meal I eat with moss. It's, erm... related to my physiology, actually...
(Meekly tops his sandwich off with some of the really spicy brown mustard with horseradish in it before putting the bread on top.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019i use those sayings quite often so I'm familiar with slang
however you're saying that you focus on yourself when you screw up
a good way to tell if someone really, from the bottom of their soul ,cares is how they react to failing, do they freeze and start self-pitying or try to improve to prevent future failures.
...Hm, well... That is the thing, actually. I'm not sure what nutritional value moss has in it, if any at all, but... To keep a very long story short, I am somehow a human being who happens to have several physical traits in common with a tardigrade, and tardigrades feed principally on mosses and lichens, so I sort of have eat it for my physiological wellbeing.
...And, erm, eheheh, I do happen to enjoy the taste, but that is rather beside the point.
(Nervously scratches at his head with them big ol' claws.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

and the rest of the world?