[If the subject matter bothers him, it doesn't show.]
Evening, Bal.
[He looks around the garden, the way the fading color of the sky washes over the plants and shines rippling on the still water of the pond, then reaches out and trails the tips of his fingers in the water, creating ripples of fading light.]
The weather's been a relief, at least. It's done some good to be able to go outside, I think.
[Not for him, necessarily, but for everyone else.]
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Evening, Bal.
[He looks around the garden, the way the fading color of the sky washes over the plants and shines rippling on the still water of the pond, then reaches out and trails the tips of his fingers in the water, creating ripples of fading light.]
The weather's been a relief, at least. It's done some good to be able to go outside, I think.
[Not for him, necessarily, but for everyone else.]