// you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start —
“’Course.” Thorn murmurs, shooting her an easier smile as she takes the rag, then immediately rolls his eyes and shakes his head to her comment about the mop. Instead, he takes the bloodied rag back just before she’s placing her hand between his and he focuses the golden light to imbue into her skin, knitting back together without the lingering effects a splinter aiming to fester might have. If anything, her palm should be completely fine, if not a bit warmer to the touch now.
Then, he takes the rag and uses his telekinesis to drop it to the floor and swipe up the droplets of blood as he shoots his most charming, cheshire smile at her and winks with those kohl lined eyes. “Only ‘cause I can heal.” He touts playfully – even if he knows that’s not the only reason. If anything Thorn just can’t take a compliment well without making it seem like it’s either obvious or not.
“C’mon, let’s go get ya somethin’ to drink and we can hang out before my client arrives?” He suggests, reaching out to tug her hand back toward him to slip back toward the bar where the basket sits, awaiting for them.
- FIN
Then, he takes the rag and uses his telekinesis to drop it to the floor and swipe up the droplets of blood as he shoots his most charming, cheshire smile at her and winks with those kohl lined eyes. “Only ‘cause I can heal.” He touts playfully – even if he knows that’s not the only reason. If anything Thorn just can’t take a compliment well without making it seem like it’s either obvious or not.
“C’mon, let’s go get ya somethin’ to drink and we can hang out before my client arrives?” He suggests, reaching out to tug her hand back toward him to slip back toward the bar where the basket sits, awaiting for them.
- FIN
thorn
— at least pretend you didn't wanna get caught,
we're concentrating on falling apart //
we're concentrating on falling apart //
