I'm not giving up, kicking off the rust
His curls curl around hers and everything is curly and there’s lots of hair too as their heads shift near each other. ”Less lie…” he draws out, struggling for a grip on the meaning and the implications of it for a moment. His fingers curl with the effort against her, pulling at the lace accidentally, tugging without notice now as more important focus beckons. ”More like, diplomatic fuzz. Maybe Frey can’t fully say, so they bent the truth?” A deal between them and Hotaru, or a purposeful, divine haze to keep things in order as needed, that need something beyond them. ”Maybe Hotaru asked them?” Maybe Frey has a plan?
He glances down as he feels her shift, catching the rise of her gaze. Ah, fuck, he made it worse. It doesn’t help he’s not working at full faculties right now, but he’s tossing out hypotheticals like chicken feed and then is surprised when all the birds descend in madness. ”I’m just saying,” he tries to reason, as if emotion has ever listened to that, hers swelling now into something with a height he’s not sure he can reach the top of soon. ”If things aren’t adding up, let’s think outside the box and check off every possibility we can. We could go mad wondering, so let’s just find out, to be sure.”
He exhales long and low as he tucks his chin back over her, the back of his hand trailing up and down between her shoulders in an absent smoothing. ”I don’t think so, and I hope not, but Remi could tell us for sure. From there…I don’t know what…” Which maybe should have been how he lead this.
He glances down as he feels her shift, catching the rise of her gaze. Ah, fuck, he made it worse. It doesn’t help he’s not working at full faculties right now, but he’s tossing out hypotheticals like chicken feed and then is surprised when all the birds descend in madness. ”I’m just saying,” he tries to reason, as if emotion has ever listened to that, hers swelling now into something with a height he’s not sure he can reach the top of soon. ”If things aren’t adding up, let’s think outside the box and check off every possibility we can. We could go mad wondering, so let’s just find out, to be sure.”
He exhales long and low as he tucks his chin back over her, the back of his hand trailing up and down between her shoulders in an absent smoothing. ”I don’t think so, and I hope not, but Remi could tell us for sure. From there…I don’t know what…” Which maybe should have been how he lead this.
Kaisel
I keep acting tough but maybe I'm not good enough
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
