I am unfamiliar with such a term, though I will say that I must commend you for joining a prayer that I suspect was alien to you. You show great promise.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She clasps his hand between hers-
I believe you can serve a higher purpose. Do you not find your life empty and without direction?
When was the last time somebody told you that you were magnificent?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?…
(Pokes at his frigid eggs before looking to Roger.)
...Oh, goodness, I didn't even ask— are your wounds healing alright, Roger?
…
(Sloooowly turns his head to face Cloud, animal blood running down his lips as he gnaws those bits of bone with a smile.)
...Khhhhehehehehehehehhhh...! And just what in God's name are you s'posed to be, huh...?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-It sort of looks like Cloud-
-It's a rough recreation, but one arm is longer than the other, the number of fingers is all wrong, and the face is slightly warped, with the mouth running a bit too wide across his face-
I was a dog, I think... -Sounds uneasy about this- People keep telling me different things about what dogs are. None of it makes much sense anymore. I lost my collar, too.
That smells nice. Where did you get it?

What's up?
-leans on the wall, watching Bryce speak-
dead devotion