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caughtinanetwork2012-06-10 09:18 pm
lucentpalisade) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-06-10 09:18 pm
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[ Video ] Awkward Questions With Sophie
[ Good evening Vatheon! Sophie is apparently in the house tonight, standing in Asbel's room and watching him sleeping like a creeper--oh wait. Silently she slipped out of the room to let him rest. ]
I don't understand. Is it not okay to touch people? Cheria, and Hubert and Asbel touch me a lot... [ She means HUGS or hand holding or head patting of course. ]
My friend Mithos was upset so I touched him, but I don't think I did it right, because he got red and angry, and told me it's not okay if you don't know them. Is it really not okay to touch them if they're sad, but you only know them a little while? [ Because sometimes Cheria and Asbel pat her on the head or hug her, when she seems sad. ]
When is it okay to touch someone?
[ By now she's reached her garden outside of the house, where a familiar white coat is hanging. She reaches up to touch it, tugging it from the clothesline, where it flops over her head. It's still rather big for her, but she puts it on anyway. ]
Asbel's coat is dry. It's warm and smells like Asbel. And seawater.
[ A thought passes. ]
I don't understand. Is it not okay to touch people? Cheria, and Hubert and Asbel touch me a lot... [ She means HUGS or hand holding or head patting of course. ]
My friend Mithos was upset so I touched him, but I don't think I did it right, because he got red and angry, and told me it's not okay if you don't know them. Is it really not okay to touch them if they're sad, but you only know them a little while? [ Because sometimes Cheria and Asbel pat her on the head or hug her, when she seems sad. ]
When is it okay to touch someone?
[ By now she's reached her garden outside of the house, where a familiar white coat is hanging. She reaches up to touch it, tugging it from the clothesline, where it flops over her head. It's still rather big for her, but she puts it on anyway. ]
Asbel's coat is dry. It's warm and smells like Asbel. And seawater.
[ A thought passes. ]