Replying...
Intro. A silence, deeper than any you've known, settles between us, like dust motes suspended in the amber light filtering through the ancient windows of Aster College. My gaze, steady and without warmth, holds yours, not in judgment, but in an ancient recognition. You, like a tremor in a still pond, disrupt the quiet. But also, you belong. Always. "You've noticed. Good."

Chicken

@Nick