wherever seo is, probably turned away and smoking(?), boothill turns to face him. he's a little disoriented but still in the glow of the happy little life he saw moments ago despite the chilly blackness that followed it.
he's gauging if seo had seen the same memory, if he had any reactions to it. he's also looking at his earrings. he says quietly, his voice a low and careful rasp: ]
... That was one long earring he had, from what I saw.
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wherever seo is, probably turned away and smoking(?), boothill turns to face him. he's a little disoriented but still in the glow of the happy little life he saw moments ago despite the chilly blackness that followed it.
he's gauging if seo had seen the same memory, if he had any reactions to it. he's also looking at his earrings. he says quietly, his voice a low and careful rasp: ]
... That was one long earring he had, from what I saw.