[Ephemera just nods. He doesn't hear the sarcasm. It seemed like a good way to even things. Still does. Pain for pain. Better that then letting Washington hurt Drake.]
Think so.
[Until he fucks up again.]
It's done with Kyna, I think. I drew something for her.
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Think so.
[Until he fucks up again.]
It's done with Kyna, I think. I drew something for her.
[Ephemera nods to himself.]
She didn't want an apology. But she kept that.