you're. . okay?

. . .no.

do you not see it?

/stares at the tl pathetic.

/eats flour

. . . /continues eating flour.

. . .why. . ? /just an endless, emotionless stare

/punches a tree /the tree shatters into a million pieces /oh how he wishes that tree was spinel.

why.

i dont have organs so it doesnt matter

hm. /he grabbed a fist full of flour and shoves it in his mouth.

/steven silently shoved another fist full of the flour into his mouth.

/he looks at the arm, then back up at the other steven, maybe that's not the best idea at the moment.

don't bring up spinel.

she killed me.

/he just silently nodded, staring past the other steven, at something, he's daydreaming.

/he just stares endlessly into the nightmares he's imagining, past the other steven, replays of the events that killed his other half.

/steven is now eating grass, why? he doesn't care why.

/he just stares, meanwhile, shoving more grass in his mouth.

/he's just, staring into space, thinking about something.