"..."
He could see that error was just, sewing a doll as he walked. Him and sewing like seriously-
".. How long are you gonna fucking follow me."
"for however long it takes."
"And for what?""
"I dunno"
"Yeah right."
".. Pathetic, can't even say what you fucking want."
He tossed the things he had into some-portal, you know where portal, and just, put his hands in his pockets.
