... I was thinking that, too. [ the idea makes him sound angry, again - a quiet, low fury, a rumbling storm as the idea settles into place. how people are just like that. ] It's bullshit we even have to think like that.
[ ugh. he does let her take his hand, though the fingers of the other one curl into a fist, too. it stays tight at his side, as he stands there, shoulders hunched, angry. ] Maybe there's something else we can ask for that's similar. I'll ask for it too, make a lot of noise about it.
[ or just lie about it, i guess. he hates that too, though. ]
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... I was thinking that, too. [ the idea makes him sound angry, again - a quiet, low fury, a rumbling storm as the idea settles into place. how people are just like that. ] It's bullshit we even have to think like that.
[ ugh. he does let her take his hand, though the fingers of the other one curl into a fist, too. it stays tight at his side, as he stands there, shoulders hunched, angry. ] Maybe there's something else we can ask for that's similar. I'll ask for it too, make a lot of noise about it.
[ or just lie about it, i guess. he hates that too, though. ]