[Better, brighter. He can burn so long and so far, he doesn't say, because the presence at his side, posture curved forward like his own, looks hungry.]
No matter what he says, he is good.
[He pushes the backpack towards her more insistently, as if to confirm that really he will not be needing it. The silver in his eyes and veins makes him seen like moonlight given form, fragile and brief on earth.]
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[Better, brighter. He can burn so long and so far, he doesn't say, because the presence at his side, posture curved forward like his own, looks hungry.]
No matter what he says, he is good.
[He pushes the backpack towards her more insistently, as if to confirm that really he will not be needing it. The silver in his eyes and veins makes him seen like moonlight given form, fragile and brief on earth.]