( he doesn't know what to do either. honestly, the future had never seemed to be something that beckoned kieren over. especially not in roarton. he'd spent so much time thinking about ways he could escape, only to be tangled up in government schemes that would lead nowhere at all, all his days dwindling out like a long-spun rope.
it was only lately that his future had started to take a shape of sorts. wanting to stay and fight and try to figure out a way to make things better.
he doesn't know what this means. if it's the city, or -- something else entirely. but he folds his free arm around jem's shoulders, pulling her closer with a slight laugh of his own. )
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it was only lately that his future had started to take a shape of sorts. wanting to stay and fight and try to figure out a way to make things better.
he doesn't know what this means. if it's the city, or -- something else entirely. but he folds his free arm around jem's shoulders, pulling her closer with a slight laugh of his own. )
You know what mum would say. Have some tea.