[ It doesn't take much to support Claude. He's always been oddly resilient, no matter what's come his way; what he's been missing most of his life is the lightest touch against his arm, more a reminder that he's not left to reel alone than he needs the physical support. ]
I'm not sure if that's better or worse, [ he says, a frisson of humour still laced through his weak voice. The images he'd seen are like none he's ever seen before. There's no reason for him to be thinking about anything like that, let alone let his mind conjure up such an odd fantasy. ] Did you see something too?
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[ It doesn't take much to support Claude. He's always been oddly resilient, no matter what's come his way; what he's been missing most of his life is the lightest touch against his arm, more a reminder that he's not left to reel alone than he needs the physical support. ]
I'm not sure if that's better or worse, [ he says, a frisson of humour still laced through his weak voice. The images he'd seen are like none he's ever seen before. There's no reason for him to be thinking about anything like that, let alone let his mind conjure up such an odd fantasy. ] Did you see something too?