12-20-2008, 09:11 PM
Lulu is standing on my arm. D:
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Salem shook his head at the suggestions, as though to insist that he would be fine. Someone would probably call for him eventually, or find him, something to that sort. But he didn't want to get cuddly and he didn't want Conri to go away either. He wasn't boring and that fact alone intrigued Salem. He said that he was grandma's son, whatever that was, and a blank expression crawled onto his face for a moment, but passed as he spoke about living there. As if to really make sure that he was where he was supposed to be, Salem peered back in the direction he imagined the mansion to be, but couldn't see it for the trees and the hills.
But when he turned back to look at Conri, his face was filled with concern. Why didn't he live there now? He wanted to ask the question, started to open his mouth, but it only hung open dumbly. He couldn't get the words to come out this time, even though he didn't understand why. Letting his gaze drop sadly, he looked at his cold feet. This was all confusing to him. Conri seemed to know him, know about everything, but Salem didn't quite understand all of it. So he tried to gather his thoughts once again, pondering Conri's connection to everything.
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But when he turned back to look at Conri, his face was filled with concern. Why didn't he live there now? He wanted to ask the question, started to open his mouth, but it only hung open dumbly. He couldn't get the words to come out this time, even though he didn't understand why. Letting his gaze drop sadly, he looked at his cold feet. This was all confusing to him. Conri seemed to know him, know about everything, but Salem didn't quite understand all of it. So he tried to gather his thoughts once again, pondering Conri's connection to everything.