"I mean, even if we are separated, we still are technically part of a common whole, if that make sense. So, maybe we should stick together and see how we adapt to our new way of living ? Keep me around."
You take a few seconds to think about it, but your head ain't exactly wrong. It is still your head nonetheless, and it might be irresponsible to leave it around by itself. Plus, it's hard to argue that keeping your head around might be quite handy, you aren't exactly the most talkative one. You shruggers and end up nodding.
"Hmm. That's fair. Alright, let's see how we do together." you type.
"Well, first things first, how about you pick me up ?"
Being headless is quite the novelty for you, and you aren't sure of having the right habits. Maybe there's a few things you could learn together ? You soon realize you aren't even sure how you are supposed to carry your head around. In the sense of what would be the most secure and convenient way. You try multiple positions and postures. With two hands, against the hip, one one hand, ultimately settling with the classic way of holding it under the arm pit, like it would be some kind of ball.
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