[The Argentums weren't the best. But they weren't terrible. They weren't even bad. He wished maybe they were more present and more affectionate and more present, but they gave him a home, and he got to grow up safe and fed and educated, if a bit lonely.
He's got his lips pressed together the way he does when he's feeling too many things.]
Fire? I um, I took a stick from the fire and tried to...
[He mimes it - how he'd taken a smoldering stick and pressed it to his then-bare wrist.]
no subject
He's got his lips pressed together the way he does when he's feeling too many things.]
Fire? I um, I took a stick from the fire and tried to...
[He mimes it - how he'd taken a smoldering stick and pressed it to his then-bare wrist.]
Didn't even work.