[ this is not the right vibe for going to tell a group of friends he just murdered one of their besties but he at least has the whole way there to think about it.
elysium's grip is loose by comparison, but about halfway through the way back—
thorns will feel… blood trickle onto him… the shirt he's tied around his wound soaked entirely through. does elysium notice anything, though? nope. he just continues onward, deep in thought. ]
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elysium's grip is loose by comparison, but about halfway through the way back—
thorns will feel… blood trickle onto him… the shirt he's tied around his wound soaked entirely through. does elysium notice anything, though? nope. he just continues onward, deep in thought. ]