[ Allen rubs his thumbs together around in circles as he stares off to the books on the wall. ] Even... that, though... It's all very... [ He pauses, trying to find the right word. Mundane? Domestic? Normal??? He doesn't know what word to use here that best fits. He doesn't think there truly is a word that encapsulates Allen's feelings of something seemingly dull, but homey and normal and not... Hellish.
He just let's that sentence die there, then. ] I think I have to do some patrolling more regularly. Fight those beasts that wander into the Grove sometimes. That might set my head straight.
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Date: 2026-03-19 03:26 am (UTC)He just let's that sentence die there, then. ] I think I have to do some patrolling more regularly. Fight those beasts that wander into the Grove sometimes. That might set my head straight.