Apparently it is at the moment, because October nods and leans back in the chair. He's gone and not only exhausted what little empathy he's managed to grow but himself as well.
He looks a little lost, the colours and warm fabrics he is clad in now still looking incongruous around his own hairlessness, giving him the appearance of a cancer patient.
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He looks a little lost, the colours and warm fabrics he is clad in now still looking incongruous around his own hairlessness, giving him the appearance of a cancer patient.
He needs to learn to smile, this one.