[He scoots away again when GV draws closer, but it's barely any distance. Too much traction with the ground itself.]
...What if you don't like who I am? [In truth, not many exactly did. Though they were obligated to put up with him anyway. Not that friends or loneliness were things Emizel cared or thought about much. Or at least claimed to.]
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...What if you don't like who I am? [In truth, not many exactly did. Though they were obligated to put up with him anyway. Not that friends or loneliness were things Emizel cared or thought about much. Or at least claimed to.]