he was born with a defect and his vocal cords got screwed up,so he had a surgery to fix them,but nothing happened,so he can't really talk great,and it hurts for him to try

Weston:*just stands there

Weston:*smiles a little*

Weston:*shakes his head,shaking a little,he would clear his throat*i-it's fine

Weston:*shakes head* i'm good,i can't eat *cough* certain things

Weston:*shakes head* i'm fine,really

Weston:*he would look off to the side* and what exactly are you supposed to do *coughs and holds hand over throat,wincing* use some sort of magic

Weston:*looks down at her,his turtle neck all messed up* e-eh...thanks

Weston:*awkwardly pats her head* (he's 6'6.....so he's pretty tall)

Weston:*just stands there*

he was born with a defect and his vocal cords got screwed up,so he had a surgery to fix them,but nothing happened,so he can't really talk great,and it hurts for him to try

he was born with a defect and his vocal cords got screwed up,so he had a surgery to fix them,but nothing happened,so he can't really talk great,and it hurts for him to try

Weston:i'm...good

Weston:she chose to.....this is something i was born with *looks off to side*

Weston:isn't he the one on the news?yea *coughs* he went missing weeks ago

Weston:*raises an eyebrow* something about a fire in the woods,they couldn't find his body,so they assume he's somewhere out there,you didn't see the posters?

(eh,i dunno,we'll see -3-) Weston:i'm sure he's a-alri-*coughs* alright

Weston:are you okay?

Weston:*steps back* whoa....what did i do?

Weston:*sits on the floor,making direct eye contact with her,his eyes cold and piercing*

Weston:*looks at her,he would slowly hold out his hand and gently lay it on her head* it's okay....we'll find him.... *his eyes warm and his voice quiet and soothing*

Weston:*cracks a smile and takes his hand off her head*

Weston:*looks down and chuckles* i know i know,i't hurts,but he's okay....he'll come back *he would begin to shake,having flashbacks*

Weston:his smile would fade,and he would look away from her and stare at his feet,he would mumble:why didn't you come back.....i waited....and you're still not here...:he would lay on his side and scroll through his phone,looking at various old pictures*

Weston:that's....not a great thing to bring up around him *stands up* he's sensitive about the various bodies he has to keep.....he's not here anyway,off doing something *shrugs*

Weston:*nods* it...was,and still is..

Weston:*smiles a little

Weston:the lemon burns my throat,i just had surgery

Weston:*chuckles*

Weston:*sketches a realistic fox*

Weston:*smiles a little*

Weston:*looks at phone,scrolling through some old pictures*

Weston:my dad...*turns phone off* he left me a wile ago...didn't want me

Weston:*looks over at her for a moment,looks back at book and keeps writing*

Weston:*looks away* i have to...*coughs and winces* i have to stretch my vocals

Weston:*shakes head* the doctors just simply told m-me *coughs* to...