[...oh. Oh yeah... that was normal, right? That's how people normally did it and... oh gods. Idia just... the idea of that is... everything he's done here he's tried to keep covered as possible, to not be exposed but... a tremor shaking his hands as he knots his fingers together, holding tightly to each other, head down and just... he would have to get used to this... right? Riddle had warned him, this place won't be nice to him, he has to just accept it and... try and learn to tolerate it. And here, Persephone was offering a chance to do it... well, safely? He guesses...
He just... hates it. He hates it so much. His body. It's such a reminder that he's a Shroud. Not Idia, just his bloodline. Just some skinny shut in who just... ehh. He really is a poor choice for her...] Maybe this is a mistake... [Idia's voice soft with his head down, looking to his hands as they worry. She has better things to do then waste time on him.] You gotta have better options...
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He just... hates it. He hates it so much. His body. It's such a reminder that he's a Shroud. Not Idia, just his bloodline. Just some skinny shut in who just... ehh. He really is a poor choice for her...] Maybe this is a mistake... [Idia's voice soft with his head down, looking to his hands as they worry. She has better things to do then waste time on him.] You gotta have better options...