Have you lost the ability to move? Has your self-preservation left you?
[His voice is a perfectly calm drawl. He slides his legs off of his bed, black sheets pooling at the side. He stands, sheeds sliding from his thighs, draping to the floor. He stands, naked and amused. ]
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Have you lost the ability to move? Has your self-preservation left you?
[His voice is a perfectly calm drawl. He slides his legs off of his bed, black sheets pooling at the side. He stands, sheeds sliding from his thighs, draping to the floor. He stands, naked and amused. ]
What is it that you are afraid of, Flora?