yoite. 017. video.
[Yoite is leaned up against the bed when the feed starts, eyes nearly shut. Someone is pretty fresh out of energy this week. The camera's only showing him from the shoulders up, very cleverly, though things don't look TOO weird. It's just a black turtleneck, a gray cardigan, sans hat again, but nothing out of the ordinary.]
[Doesn't explain at all why he seems to be squirming nervously, but that was beside the point.]
This is a long week.
[His fingers play along the edge of the faciliberry, fidgeting, and his eyes narrow a little as his stomach makes an -- odd kind of gurgling hungry noise. He narrows his eyes.]
Never mind.
I think there was someone making weapons.
[Doesn't explain at all why he seems to be squirming nervously, but that was beside the point.]
This is a long week.
[His fingers play along the edge of the faciliberry, fidgeting, and his eyes narrow a little as his stomach makes an -- odd kind of gurgling hungry noise. He narrows his eyes.]
Never mind.
I think there was someone making weapons.