Kaisel
He rolls his shoulder at her apology, his hand waving back and forth to suggest there's no need. He might have seen her coming if he hadn't been so in his head, or already wound up after reading the asshole's letter back to him. Gods, what a trip to Touchline this ended up being. So much for just popping in to check on an old friend real fast. He hadn't even packed anything for the visit. Now here he is, burning her ex's clothes and jumpier than a rat in a snake pit.
Kaisel snorts in agreement at Soh's easy encapsulation of the Ark's captain. He pokes at the fire with an unlit branch, moving the flaming jacket to the hotter core of the fire to ensure it burns fully. The firelight flickers against them, stark against the evening dark. "Yeah," he mutters, glancing over at Soh. "So it seems." He doesn't know. Hasn't been in love. He's dated here and there, nothing much past 2 weeks and stolen kisses, the one girl who had been his first after graduation... nothing that came close to love. The mess of Koa's attempts is enough of a tale though, one which oddly enough sweeps both Flora and Soh into it, joining them in an unusual way that Kaisel is certain he doesn't want to even bother digging into. He doesn't think any of them want to. Sometimes you just fucked up and had to accept that and move on. Thinking about the why didn't always do you better.
"Thanks," he smiles, reaching to toss a pair of shirts into the blaze. He already thinks he's good shit, but it's nice of her to say as much. Jack's already proven to be stupid, so it isn't the words he wrote that bother Kaisel so much, it's the insistence on making it all that much more difficult. It's a silent fuck you to Flora, spitting on her generosity to return his items, to prove even more how untouched he is by this loss. It's a dick move is what it is, and Kaisel doesn't much appreciate being involved with another man's dick maneuvering.
"I just want her to be with someone who's—better, yanno? She deserves better. Deserves someone who doesn't make her fight to be loved." Kaisel squats down next to the box and leans back into the sand. It's already cool from the lack of sun, and it's soft as it squishes out around him, creating a custom seat easily. He'll likely regret it later when he's finding sand in places days later, like Torchline's custom brand of herpes. "I'm glad she has a friend like you, Soh." he glances at her, smiling, before turning back to watch the fire. "The love of friends is important too, and usually less mysterious. Funny that we can't use the same rules when it comes to romance."
Kaisel snorts in agreement at Soh's easy encapsulation of the Ark's captain. He pokes at the fire with an unlit branch, moving the flaming jacket to the hotter core of the fire to ensure it burns fully. The firelight flickers against them, stark against the evening dark. "Yeah," he mutters, glancing over at Soh. "So it seems." He doesn't know. Hasn't been in love. He's dated here and there, nothing much past 2 weeks and stolen kisses, the one girl who had been his first after graduation... nothing that came close to love. The mess of Koa's attempts is enough of a tale though, one which oddly enough sweeps both Flora and Soh into it, joining them in an unusual way that Kaisel is certain he doesn't want to even bother digging into. He doesn't think any of them want to. Sometimes you just fucked up and had to accept that and move on. Thinking about the why didn't always do you better.
"Thanks," he smiles, reaching to toss a pair of shirts into the blaze. He already thinks he's good shit, but it's nice of her to say as much. Jack's already proven to be stupid, so it isn't the words he wrote that bother Kaisel so much, it's the insistence on making it all that much more difficult. It's a silent fuck you to Flora, spitting on her generosity to return his items, to prove even more how untouched he is by this loss. It's a dick move is what it is, and Kaisel doesn't much appreciate being involved with another man's dick maneuvering.
"I just want her to be with someone who's—better, yanno? She deserves better. Deserves someone who doesn't make her fight to be loved." Kaisel squats down next to the box and leans back into the sand. It's already cool from the lack of sun, and it's soft as it squishes out around him, creating a custom seat easily. He'll likely regret it later when he's finding sand in places days later, like Torchline's custom brand of herpes. "I'm glad she has a friend like you, Soh." he glances at her, smiling, before turning back to watch the fire. "The love of friends is important too, and usually less mysterious. Funny that we can't use the same rules when it comes to romance."
There's darkness in the distance
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
