[In more ways than simple avoidance. He turns a chair and drags it with it's legs complaining from the friction with the floor to drop it at angles next to her and sit. He reaches for the butchers meat, unpicking the tape holding the soggy paper with blunt fingernails.]
So why, exactly, are you so afraid of me?
[He takes the wrist holding the fork and guides it into clearing space on the plate, onto which he deposits the meat, matter-of-factly, watery blood and all.]
Re: ☏ courtesies that i disguise in me
[As demonstrated.]
You'll ignore me.
[In more ways than simple avoidance. He turns a chair and drags it with it's legs complaining from the friction with the floor to drop it at angles next to her and sit. He reaches for the butchers meat, unpicking the tape holding the soggy paper with blunt fingernails.]
So why, exactly, are you so afraid of me?
[He takes the wrist holding the fork and guides it into clearing space on the plate, onto which he deposits the meat, matter-of-factly, watery blood and all.]