[Another bubble of laughter as the pebble hits him. Gasping for air, he stays there and floats, an eerie silence settling back in around them as the background music of the cave permeates the air once more with its calming, unfitting chant.]
[Hurting others is a skill, like any other. Physically, emotionally, with actions or with words- it didn't matter. One of them was more suited to one than the other, but in equal measure, he thinks. You don't have to like the skills you were endowed with. You just have to be good at them.]
[After a number of loud breaths, he calls out again, eye on the ceiling of the cave.]
no subject
[Another bubble of laughter as the pebble hits him. Gasping for air, he stays there and floats, an eerie silence settling back in around them as the background music of the cave permeates the air once more with its calming, unfitting chant.]
[Hurting others is a skill, like any other. Physically, emotionally, with actions or with words- it didn't matter. One of them was more suited to one than the other, but in equal measure, he thinks. You don't have to like the skills you were endowed with. You just have to be good at them.]
[After a number of loud breaths, he calls out again, eye on the ceiling of the cave.]
Were you a cleaner, Hien-kun?