So, what happened? [And with that, he tosses the Forge onto the couch next to him, that ugly re-upholstered thing, and he slowly finds his feet. His steps sound lazy, the scuff of his boots loud against the wooden floor while he meets her at the door.]
Welcome home. [And he says it with sentiment, pointedly, before sighing.] I don't know what I need, other than to not feel like this anymore.
Voice - /high fives
Welcome home. [And he says it with sentiment, pointedly, before sighing.] I don't know what I need, other than to not feel like this anymore.