// it's really bursting at the seams from absorbing everything //
Something to think about for sure. For now, though, the question that reaches him is one that has a small smile tugging on his scarred face, nodding slightly. “Yes.” He says softly, focusing so he won’t have to stutter too much before he goes into the description. “One day I was working and I spent basically all d-day working only to find out it took…a few hours.” Glas murmurs, the memory having been one that confused the fuck out of him until he tried it again.
But he rolls back on his heels a little and straightens up, nodding to Erebos (and somewhat to himself in the process that this has been a better interaction than he’s had in a long time – in terms of conversation and length without him shying away. It’s probably because the boy is young and Glas feels less likely to be judged. “They come to you sometimes.”
But he rolls back on his heels a little and straightens up, nodding to Erebos (and somewhat to himself in the process that this has been a better interaction than he’s had in a long time – in terms of conversation and length without him shying away. It’s probably because the boy is young and Glas feels less likely to be judged. “They come to you sometimes.”
Glas
// the spectrum's A to Z //
Feel free to use magic/force on Glas, without killing him <3
Glas has a scar on the left half of his face from the corner of his lip up the side of his face toward his ear.
