Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190920081520/@comment-26517142-20191107190313

Jeiel seems to coil his arm back. His human hand passes over the prosthetic arm. "... I did." He closes his eyes, as if to reminisce how he lost the arm in the first place.

".... you lose a few things... to keep what you treasure alive. Even when those little things you lose are things that literally, are a part of you." Jeiel states in a serious tone. He places a towel over the arm. "... sorry you had to see that."