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Wednesday, 9:00 PM, Week 4
[ Dhaos had been keeping to himself today, or trying to, but in his own thoughts he became restless, and the images of his people dying over and over once again fresh in his mind make trying to relax or find solace in quiet impossible. So, he's up, walking through the halls to possibly head to the school house to perhaps play something--
While rounding a corner in his anguished hurrying he nearly bumps into someone and the flash of blond hair makes him think of Winona. ]
Win--
[ He chokes back a noise in surprise, realizing that he was a bit more out of it than he thought. It was the human from last time they met... which was not during a good time. ]
... I did not intend to -- for this to occur.
[ That was an awkward transition there, but he tried. ]
While rounding a corner in his anguished hurrying he nearly bumps into someone and the flash of blond hair makes him think of Winona. ]
Win--
[ He chokes back a noise in surprise, realizing that he was a bit more out of it than he thought. It was the human from last time they met... which was not during a good time. ]
... I did not intend to -- for this to occur.
[ That was an awkward transition there, but he tried. ]