"DG is a nice name. I-" He pauses, the thought gone again. "Never mind."
He comes to sit down, not removing his coat or anything else, mostly steady as he sinks into the chair. He looks at his hands, still red stained, and sniffs them. "My hands smell sweet." He licks a finger. "Fruit nectar?"
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Date: 2009-09-16 11:29 am (UTC)He comes to sit down, not removing his coat or anything else, mostly steady as he sinks into the chair. He looks at his hands, still red stained, and sniffs them. "My hands smell sweet." He licks a finger. "Fruit nectar?"