He nods, slowly, a part of him he only half-knows feeling like should be able to manage with how many choices there are. He should be able to handle having options in the dining hall. He shouldn't be so relieved to have the clothes he came in fixed. He should be able to take things that don't look almost exactly the same out of the wardrobe.
"...What's the difference, between a craft and an art?"
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"...What's the difference, between a craft and an art?"