He isn't sure what he was expecting. Maybe to be told that wasn't how it worked, or corrected - but no.
He's...fine.
A little smile crosses his lips, and he nods to himself a little. Maybe he can...cast off just a little of that weight he carries, then.
"You threaded the needle much quicker the second time," he suddenly chirps, eager to move the focus off of himself again. "And near the end of the seam, your stitches were starting to get straighter. You're a quick study."
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Date: 2021-12-22 02:50 am (UTC)He's...fine.
A little smile crosses his lips, and he nods to himself a little. Maybe he can...cast off just a little of that weight he carries, then.
"You threaded the needle much quicker the second time," he suddenly chirps, eager to move the focus off of himself again. "And near the end of the seam, your stitches were starting to get straighter. You're a quick study."