Joly waves at the cats. "Are you denying our children your name?--And you with so many. Heartless, I call it heartless." He grins and burrows closer to Legle in a spirit of pure betrayal.
But 1830, the other 1830. The other France. "I don't know..? I don't remember anything of that life past our time in Milliways, at all. I'm sure we weren't Bound, there..." He frowns. "I wonder why-- that, why then?" Now he wants to know too.
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Date: 27 Jul 2015 13:16 (UTC)But 1830, the other 1830. The other France. "I don't know..? I don't remember anything of that life past our time in Milliways, at all. I'm sure we weren't Bound, there..." He frowns. "I wonder why-- that, why then?" Now he wants to know too.