(the steps that come are not particularly familiar. he knows how most of his people walk, the little things that make their movement unique, and this is not someone he recognizes by the sounds of their steps..
theatrically, his arms strech over his head, a yawn, a little tear on the corner of his eye.)
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theatrically, his arms strech over his head, a yawn, a little tear on the corner of his eye.)
Why wouldn't I be?