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[lostmillennium]

[A little bit away from Silver is a book that's been tossed aside, and in his hand are a needle, some thread... And his gloves. They've been torn up from being worn every passing moment save being in the shower- torn up enough that it would be so much more practical for them to be replaced, but he can't just replace them

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[typeless]

... You can't sew.

[lostmillennium]

[...Shaking his head. Blue...?]

[typeless]

... Need help?

[lostmillennium]

...It's fine. I've got it.