Countryside's got a great deal to recommend it. [Caves. Full of rats.] Or did you mean the rubbish heap?
[He's starting at last with longer sentences, complex words. Humour, nearly. Like the normalcy of walking around a city is somehow a restorative, when chiefly he wants to carve a hole somewhere and keep working at it until he finds his way back. There is no time, and at the same time there's nothing but time, and so Sirius gives the other way one last glance before he follows after her at last. Careful to keep her a little ways ahead, as if proximity will make their unseen closeness worse.]
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Countryside's got a great deal to recommend it. [Caves. Full of rats.] Or did you mean the rubbish heap?
[He's starting at last with longer sentences, complex words. Humour, nearly. Like the normalcy of walking around a city is somehow a restorative, when chiefly he wants to carve a hole somewhere and keep working at it until he finds his way back. There is no time, and at the same time there's nothing but time, and so Sirius gives the other way one last glance before he follows after her at last. Careful to keep her a little ways ahead, as if proximity will make their unseen closeness worse.]