[He sets to work writing. Long beautiful strokes, and sharp short ones. It's a little more complicated doing this with fingers, but having a few months already to get used to them he finds he likes having them for this more than his stubby cookie hands. He can twist and turn easier.
He doesn't talk as they sit, letting them both soak in the quiet atmosphere and the low light]
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He doesn't talk as they sit, letting them both soak in the quiet atmosphere and the low light]