[ jayce shakes his head. suddenly, despite their proximity, staying this close lacks something more. ]
I was born with it. The accident was . . . My fault.
[ he doesn't really know what to add about it. he spooked the horse, ignored the signs and overlooked a precautionary measure. but now, jayce . . . is observing them both. their legs, their eyes . . . their minds, their interests. how much they compliment each other was almost scary, but especially wonderous.
his heart is skipping beats again. ]
Strange, huh? [ he says it in a way that frames it anything but strange. it's in a soft, admiring way. ] We're like a coin.
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I was born with it. The accident was . . . My fault.
[ he doesn't really know what to add about it. he spooked the horse, ignored the signs and overlooked a precautionary measure. but now, jayce . . . is observing them both. their legs, their eyes . . . their minds, their interests. how much they compliment each other was almost scary, but especially wonderous.
his heart is skipping beats again. ]
Strange, huh? [ he says it in a way that frames it anything but strange. it's in a soft, admiring way. ] We're like a coin.
[ to different yet very similar sides. ]