Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27147599-20180109035748/@comment-34052734-20180124010712

Orville smiled a little bit, holding out his hand. “Need some help up?”

James had now gotten to his feet, pacing around the room and speaking to himself, quietly. He was thinking, breathing, living. He was determined to help to girl, even past her stubbornness. The past memory never left the back of his mind, though.