Uh. Well, see, my hair isn't... just hair. It's actually a little more than that, it's... kind of - special. I guess. [ The fingers at his forehead pass slowly back and forth over and under his own fringe as she talks. Fidgeting, fidgeting!
This is not slow. ] Do you want me to show you?
[ Then afterwards they can all take a nice damn break and she can ask 'So when do we get out of this illusion / oust this level of the dream?', because she is wondering. ]
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Uh. Well, see, my hair isn't... just hair. It's actually a little more than that, it's... kind of - special. I guess. [ The fingers at his forehead pass slowly back and forth over and under his own fringe as she talks. Fidgeting, fidgeting!
This is not slow. ] Do you want me to show you?
[ Then afterwards they can all take a nice damn break and she can ask 'So when do we get out of this illusion / oust this level of the dream?', because she is wondering. ]