Yona needed to know.
Edgar had no idea, truly, if it'd fuck with her the way it had with him. Sometimes, they were of the same exact same mind, train babies down to the bone. Sometimes, the things that fucked him up left Yona as serene as she ever was.
The capsule in his pocket, its little red message. There was so little he could predict with that one.
"Yona," he called to the general area of the apartment. Edgar waited a second and then walked toward the hall closet where she liked to keep herself, even after they'd moved somewhere bigger. "Little buddy?"
Edgar had no idea, truly, if it'd fuck with her the way it had with him. Sometimes, they were of the same exact same mind, train babies down to the bone. Sometimes, the things that fucked him up left Yona as serene as she ever was.
The capsule in his pocket, its little red message. There was so little he could predict with that one.
"Yona," he called to the general area of the apartment. Edgar waited a second and then walked toward the hall closet where she liked to keep herself, even after they'd moved somewhere bigger. "Little buddy?"