I suppose it is easier for me to believe in those kind of things because of where and when I grew up. [His expression falls a little as he notices how Kakyoin's hand keeps drifting back to Hierophant Green. When Diarmuid speaks again, his voice is softer and a little worried.]
no subject
[His expression falls a little as he notices how Kakyoin's hand keeps drifting back to Hierophant Green. When Diarmuid speaks again, his voice is softer and a little worried.]
What are you thinking about?