"Not really," Kieren points out, hands in his pockets as he rolls his shoulders inwards. "I mean, I am dead and in their vicinity. I can't really expect them to love me," he points out, but would be more than grateful to get away from the hissing and the accusatory looks. "We can go wherever you like and maybe you can tell me why I haven't seen you in a while."
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Date: 2016-03-04 02:11 am (UTC)