[ it's alright; Abel knows better than to expect Dextera to be chatty, of course - so him following along in a comfortable enough silence is more than enough.
he's taking them away from the busier city streets, heading closer toward the docks; while it's still quite loud and busy here, there are some quieter spots one can sit and dangle their legs over the water, get a taste of the air, breathe a little more freely. that's precisely where Abel's taking them, and it isn't until he's plunked on down and patted the spot beside him he breaks the silence. ]
Are you hungry...? When's the last time you ate something?
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he's taking them away from the busier city streets, heading closer toward the docks; while it's still quite loud and busy here, there are some quieter spots one can sit and dangle their legs over the water, get a taste of the air, breathe a little more freely. that's precisely where Abel's taking them, and it isn't until he's plunked on down and patted the spot beside him he breaks the silence. ]
Are you hungry...? When's the last time you ate something?